In the restaurant last night, this:
You: Oh man, it’s him. Don’t turn around.
Her: Him who?
You: I think he was one of the the Lost Boys. I can see him from where I’m sitting, and it’s him. When you turn around, he’s at the table across the way there, facing us. Don’t turn around.
You: Okay … now you can look.
Her: (Turns around, looks, turns back.) I didn’t see anyone from that movie.
You: Well, it’s him.
Her: What was he wearing?
You: A blue short-sleeve button up shirt and jeans.
Her: I saw that man. he wasn’t in the movie.
You: I think he was.
Her: Don’t you always think you recognize famous people, and it turns out never to be them?
You: No. That really was John Goodman on the motorcycle that time. I’m positive of it.
You: Anyway, this is him.
Her: Which one? He’s not Corey Haim or Corey Feldman.
You: No, no. One of the Lost Boys.
Her: Not the guy from Bill and Ted, not the pretty-boy, not Michael.
You: No, of course not Michael.
Her: Well, that’s it. Those are all of the Lost Boys.
You: One of the other Lost Boys.
Her: He’s not Kiefer Sutherland.
Her: None are left.
You: Okay, I know who he is.
You: He looks like, if that one guy from the movie that was just on had a younger brother.
Her: Oh, the guy who played the obnoxious cop in Starsky & Hutch?
You: Yes, him. This guy is his brother.