Do you ever notice that when you leave a Mexican restaurant, you really reek of it's food? I guess usually when people leave, they (me) are too bombed to notice, but tonight was a more somber (sober) night and the refreshing scent of refried beans and mexican beef clung so tightly to me that my friend even noticed later when I stopped over to say hi to him.
Him: "Hey, what'd you do tonight?"
Me: "Went to El Camino with the family."
Him: "Oh yeah, I thought I smelled that."