Condement Forts and Hypervenalation

It's the end of the week and i was finally able to over come the overabundance of snow and make my way to church! I was indeed overjoyed to leave the confines of my room to do something fun. After church Claire and I went to one of our favorite restaurants in town, The Diamond Belle. I would say it's my favorite because they serve delightful salads, which are hard to find, and mouthwatering fries. Not to mention our friend, Colt works there so we receive excellent service.
(Here's a rabbit trail for you, though I promise I will eventually make it back to the story.) I've begun to notice friendly people will randomly walk up and start conversations with another person if the person looks good natured and open to a little chit chat. Which, in my case, happens a lot. I never knew why, but in my opinion the reason is that I'm generally a happy, easy going person most of the time. A typical human being enjoys being around other human beings, and it's quite entertaining to verbalize with unfamiliar persons.
Anyway...(back to my story)As Claire and I were nibbling on the sustenance before us and snickering uncontrollably at each other's ludicrous behavior, Colt would visit us at random. Every so often, the cook would join Colt on these brief visitations. Obviously, the cook was drawn to our awesomeness. (I was building forts out of condiment containers on the table) Who could blame him for desiring to associate with us?
At one moment during our meal I caused Claire to laugh so arduously she began to hyperventilate (indeed. I am that amusing) and had to run to the restroom, leaving me alone at the booth with my condiment fort. In the duration of her absence, the cook sat himself down across the table for me and began to converse. Thus, I deemed the appropriate action would be to introduce myself. And i did just that. We spoke for a small period of time before Claire returned capable of taking a full breath. Thus is my epic story of meeting my human being for the week.
Just as a side note: Claire and I don't get kicked out of the restaurant because we're regulars and we're awesome.