Dr. John's cousin runs a Ramman shop next door.
His cousin's girlfriend has the most gorgeous smile.
'I did her braces,' says Dr John who acknowledges that's she hot.
In the Filipino way, he's her uncle. Her name is Mikee.
She is always asking me if I want Ramen.
They have a Thai fighting fish in a little tank next to the cashier.
Dr. John is going to shout me a soup.
Mikee says it's free.
'The chefs are training for the 'hard' opening next week.
Dr John entered the nicely designed Ramman shop.
It reeks of well-heeled and Yipponism. Very tasteful, if you ask me, and that Vesper parked outside just compounds the good taste of the whole set up.
And Mikee not only has a lovely smile but underneath her loose shirt is a nice set of 'fun' bags.
Dr John has received two kisses on the cheek from her already.
Jose owns a Vesper.
'Someone gave it to me, but I've spent a fortune restoring it back to it's 1963 mint condition.'
Jose was conned by a guy who says he lived in L.A.
'I gave him noodles,' he says. 'But he still wanted to work in my shop and pay off his meal.'
I said he would have stolen your fish and your hot girlfriend if you did and then asked for the bus fare home.
Jose isn't here for the lunch session with my dentist. I've just had another three teeth ground down I'm still feeling warm and gooey from the Novocaine.
After we finish up the noodles, Dr John excuses himself, saying he has a big titted Philipino and now a resident of Las Vegas to attend to in the clinic.
Dr John is all touchy touch with Mikee. She loves the attention. I wonder if he's so friendly when his cousin is around.
What a lovely uncle you have I say to Mikee who is all efferescent and fair complexioned.
In Asia, uncle usually means dirty old man, or least among the Chinese in Malaysia.
Do I get a hug, I asked.
'I promise,' says Mikee, who was just about to give me one.
I told her to hold on.
How about we go for the hug once I've got my new smile on at the end of the week.
She gives a lovely braces smile.
'Of course,' she says.
I think I better order some more Ramman tonight.
Boy, the security guard/pimp/begger who wears the 'My Ramman' T-shirt is giving me the rates of the hostesses outside the girly bar next door.
'Only 2000 peso, can fuck all night.'
This is a colourful part of Manila. I'm told it's the equivalent of Bangkok's Patpong.
It's great to be part of the neighbourhood.
I'm waiting for that hug, I tell Dr John.
'Wait till you meet her architecture friend,' he says, pleading that this doesn't get back to Mikee.
I can keep a secret, I said.
I'm off to the Ramen shop. I'm hoping to get a glimpse of Mikee's braces. I might even ask her to open up her mouth so I can get a better look at Dr John's handiwork.
I think dentistry is becoming my second calling.
His cousin's girlfriend has the most gorgeous smile.
'I did her braces,' says Dr John who acknowledges that's she hot.
In the Filipino way, he's her uncle. Her name is Mikee.
She is always asking me if I want Ramen.
They have a Thai fighting fish in a little tank next to the cashier.
Dr. John is going to shout me a soup.
Mikee says it's free.
'The chefs are training for the 'hard' opening next week.
Dr John entered the nicely designed Ramman shop.
It reeks of well-heeled and Yipponism. Very tasteful, if you ask me, and that Vesper parked outside just compounds the good taste of the whole set up.
And Mikee not only has a lovely smile but underneath her loose shirt is a nice set of 'fun' bags.
Dr John has received two kisses on the cheek from her already.
Jose owns a Vesper.
'Someone gave it to me, but I've spent a fortune restoring it back to it's 1963 mint condition.'
Jose was conned by a guy who says he lived in L.A.
'I gave him noodles,' he says. 'But he still wanted to work in my shop and pay off his meal.'
I said he would have stolen your fish and your hot girlfriend if you did and then asked for the bus fare home.
Jose isn't here for the lunch session with my dentist. I've just had another three teeth ground down I'm still feeling warm and gooey from the Novocaine.
After we finish up the noodles, Dr John excuses himself, saying he has a big titted Philipino and now a resident of Las Vegas to attend to in the clinic.
Dr John is all touchy touch with Mikee. She loves the attention. I wonder if he's so friendly when his cousin is around.
What a lovely uncle you have I say to Mikee who is all efferescent and fair complexioned.
In Asia, uncle usually means dirty old man, or least among the Chinese in Malaysia.
Do I get a hug, I asked.
'I promise,' says Mikee, who was just about to give me one.
I told her to hold on.
How about we go for the hug once I've got my new smile on at the end of the week.
She gives a lovely braces smile.
'Of course,' she says.
I think I better order some more Ramman tonight.
Boy, the security guard/pimp/begger who wears the 'My Ramman' T-shirt is giving me the rates of the hostesses outside the girly bar next door.
'Only 2000 peso, can fuck all night.'
This is a colourful part of Manila. I'm told it's the equivalent of Bangkok's Patpong.
It's great to be part of the neighbourhood.
I'm waiting for that hug, I tell Dr John.
'Wait till you meet her architecture friend,' he says, pleading that this doesn't get back to Mikee.
I can keep a secret, I said.
I'm off to the Ramen shop. I'm hoping to get a glimpse of Mikee's braces. I might even ask her to open up her mouth so I can get a better look at Dr John's handiwork.
I think dentistry is becoming my second calling.
