by Mike Bozart
A quite hilarious at times (and ridiculously insincere throughout), paragon of first-word issues, lunchtime conversation in a high-end Charlotte restaurant is overheard and transcribed. The subjects' most likely thoughts are generously sprinkled into the verbal salad. If this little slice-of-life vignette were expanded (for some odd reason) into an American movie, it would most likely be rated G (ok for all ages).