knows; heâs never been one to tell the difference. Whatever it is, he likes it.
âItâs called a âtoque,â â she says.
âA what?â
âA toque,â she says again. âThatâs what we call hats here.â
âReally?â
âYou didnât know that?â she asks.
This makes him smile. Every Christmas he hears âThe Twelve Days of Christmasâ on the radio. Itâs a Canadian novelty song that heâs heard since he was a kid. It was recorded by Rick Moranis and Dave Thomas from SCTV. They mention âtoquesâ in the song, and it always threw him off. He never knew what the hell a toque was until now. Itâs nice to have the mystery solved.
âSee?â he says. âTwo minutes into the day and youâre already teaching me stuff about Canada I never would have learned otherwise. I wouldnât have even thought to ask.â
âThatâs what youâre impressed with? Finding out what a toque is?â
âPretty much, yeah.â
âNothing about Canadian history or politics,â she says. âYou just want to know what we call things.â
âWorks for me.â
She holds up her hand. âThis is a glove,â she says.
âAlright, smart-ass,â he says, âwhere are we going to eat?â
âI figured Iâd leave that up to you,â she says.
âMcDonaldâs it is.â
âSuch a charmer.â
âOnly the best for you.â
âAlright,â she says, âlunch is on me.â
âShit.â He smiles. âIn that case, take me to the most expensive place in this city. Nothingâs too good for us, I say.â
âBurger King it is,â she says.
âI prefer McDonaldâs.â
Itâs the middle of the afternoon, and people are everywhere. As dozens of people scurry past them, no one seems to notice the shaggy-haired guy talking to the bespectacled woman bundled up in front of him. Even wearing a sweater and heavy overcoat, he looks underdressed compared to everyone else walking by. At least the locals are better prepared for the weather than he is. Heâs still freezing.
âOkay, more Canada,â Spence says.
âThe first prime minister of Canada was John A. Macdonald,â she says.
âScrew that,â he says. âI told you, no history. Just tell me what they call a quarter pounder with cheese here.â
âItâs called a quarter pounder with cheese.â
âReally?â he asks. âI thought it was called a royale with cheese. Like in Pulp Fiction .â
âThatâs France.â
âBut Montreal is French, right?â
She raises an eyebrow at him. âYou really donât know anything about Canada, do you?â
âNope. Thatâs why youâre not allowed to give me any history lessons. I like to be as ignorant about Canada as possible. You know, just like the rest of America is.â
âMission accomplished,â she says.
She takes his arm and leads him while making it seem like heâs doing the leading. They walk down the street that way for a couple of blocks. Itâs odd to him that it doesnât feel odd to him. He likes walking with her and likes her on his arm. He also likes her near him because her body helps shield him from the wind. No one told him Montreal was so windy.
âIt just hit me,â she says and comes to a stop. âWeâre going to eat at Mannyâs.â
âWhat kind of place is it?â he asks.
âWell, itâs kinda like any other sandwich place, but weâre going to get you some poutine.â
âPou-what?â he says. The name sounds like an accident.
â Poo-TEEN, â she says slowly. âItâs food.â
âIt sounds like an intestinal problem.â
âItâs one hundred percent Canadian, and itâs yummy. The perfect lunch lesson for you today, Mister
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