As we were waiting to board at west palm beach airport, we start to calculate how many hours we have to lay-over in every stops. We have 7 hours in Paris to lay-over just so happen that is my birthday. So Vic suddenly say: "Why don't we celebrate your birthday in Paris?!"
He said, Ok I'm taking you to Paris to celebrate your birthday.
I replied, "What do you mean by taking?! It's just on the way.
He doesn't stop from there, saying: I am going to get you a birthday cake from the finest pastry in Paris, plus I would like to sample some croissant myself.
Then he started calling his brother and friends telling them: Hey it's Joey's birthday, I am taking her to Paris, how many husbands would take their wives to Paris for their birthday, huh?!
I say: "What a guy!"
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