a Journey

I told Greg I ordered apple pie at this french pub, together with the wine we (scratchynails, fen & I) had.
Me: Ooh, the place was lovely. And I ordered apple pie! *grins*
Greg: Apple pie?! That's so American. It's like me going to America and ordering fried rice.

At Cartel with Naidu.
Me: I feel like settling down, y'know. I want some sort of routine with someone.
Naidu: Are you having your period?!

Whilst exploring Ann Siang Hill for a chill-out spot.
Scratchynails: Why the hell didn't they level the ground?
Me: You said you wanted to walk dinner off.
S: But I didn't ask for a cross-country workout.
Fen: It's called Ann Siang Hill. They're not allowed to level a hill in Singapore.