“Man, this is the best, Ron!” said Tim, sitting back in his chair at the dining table and wiping his mouth. “I can’t believe you cooked all that!”
“Yeah,” said Mike. “That food was the bomb! Who knew you could cook like that, man!”
“Not only can you cook,” said Tim, “but you’re smart enough to have your own business, you can paint pictures that have been shown in the museum, and you have a beautiful wife, too. You are truly a man for all seasons.”
“A man among men.”
“A true man’s man.”
“Thanks, guys,” said Ron. “I really appreciate that. But you know what they say. ‘Behind every great man is a great woman.” He reached over to his wife, Elaine, who sat next to him and took her hand. “I owe it all to Elaine.”
Tim and Mike raised their glasses in a toast to Elaine, then went back to eating. As they ate, Elaine leaned over and whispered to Ron, “I don’t think they realize. Are you going to tell them?”
“That what I said meant you actually fixed the dinner and not me? Do you think I should? I mean, I did tell them, they just weren’t smart enough to catch it. Besides, when they tell the story, it’d be great word of mouth. ”
“A real man would tell them.”
“Am I real man?”
“In more ways than one,” she said with a glint in her eye. “Show me how you’re one now, and you can show me in another way later.”
Ron flashed her a brief grin then tapped his glass with his spoon to get Tim and Mike’s attention.
Tim and Mike took the news fairly well. After brief groans of “Aw, man,” they shifted their praise for the dinner to Elaine, who accepted it graciously.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “man”: