BEING FREE FRIDAY NIGHT AND ONE PARACETAMOL

MY FRIEND who arrived from Cebu (Angus--looks puzzled, Mr Ladra--snoring, Rey--looks blank, Keisha--looks bored, guys, what are you going to expect? from Namibia? from Disneyland? Oh shoot! Yes, I am friendly, err like friendship, right, Angus? THIS "ship" is not a vessel going to and fro along Camiguin but "ship" as in suffixes, prefixes, yada, yada, YADA!)--OK...arrived from Cebu last Wednesday--a friend picked that friend from that friend's destination terminus (Could you at least use a pronoun for the noun 'friend'? Later.) which is the airport in Lumbia. The Lumbia neighborhood has cozy cool temperature. My skin got dried and some moisturiser was inside my mental drawer! Their skies are always gloomy and charcoalish--that's why I love Alaska and other iced or semi-frozen places!
       The friend (hotseat 2x), a visiting sister to her gallstone-diagnosed hospital-bound brother (This is an appositive, OK, Meme? Don't forget this. After and before the comma!), was welcomed by us--and of course, we decided to give her a treat.
       "Dear Manok."
       "Where is that?"
       "Tiano (street)"
       "My headache competes my chillaxness! (Fridays after work and Headache are two scary reality cocktails!)
       "Take Biogesic, Choi!"
       "Where is Boyet?"
      
       After dinner.
       "Maxi"
       "Where's that?"
       "The end point of Velez Street!"
       "I don't like the place. Lotsa smoking!" my respiratory-delicate friend objected. Talking in between toothpicks, waitress toting rice for "unli" rice promo, jokes, and other blahs!
       "Light na lang!"
       "Great idea!"
       Friend from Cebu asked,"What is Light? Just like Maxi?"
       "A videoke house!"
  
       We ended up at Ket Kai. We crossed the street. I saw the posh coffee house "Figaro" (pronounced FIH-gah-ro) then going to this super imposing staircase. I am talking of The Bridge Grill bar and Cafe. It is located at the second floor, north concourse. It is beside Alegr'e Cafe.

       The ambience is laid-back, literally! because there are sets of sofa or sala sets---the fabric is faux leather--where you can lie down and feel as if you are in the comforts of home; where you can place your back and command like King Midas (or Clara to Mara!) to your friend to take some photos while you are taking off your slippers and curl up on that black seat!
       The singer, the guitarist and the beatbox man were doing their jobs but our songs were never played. Grrrr!
Songs like Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by Amy Winehouse, Clocks by Coldplay, and the repertoire of Corrs!
       The winds from outerspace kept me coughing like anything, but the upside was the bonding of the five friends, acting as if we had just graduated from gradeschool!