Dinner out

Saturday evening I had dinner with an online friend who lives in San Francisco. We dined at Luna Park, where we were lucky to get seated right away. As we were finishing, a waiter brought a large, impressively decorated cake with candles to the table next to us. The cake was also shooting sparks form some sort of roman candle, and the ladies at the party seemed very tickled. After the birthday girl blew out the little candles, the waiter removed the cake. Was he taking it to be sliced? No, it turns out the cake was nothing but a hollow fake. Other waiters soon returned with individual desserts for the women at the party.