I strolled in at half-past five and noticed the Admiral immediately. He was lecturing everyone within earshot about, quite literally, the price of tea in China.
"Cheque please!" said one young man, trying to get the attention of the bartender.
"And then, as it would happen, the Admiralty had once again seized the port of Hong Kong, you see, so--"
"CHEQUE PLEASE!" The young man slapped down a twenty on the bar and departed hastily. With the stool now free, I plunked myself down next to my old friend.
"I thought he would never leave," the Admiral remarked. "Tiresome company. How have you been, my dear?"
"Keeping my head above water," I replied. "But just barely. I feel like I'm paddling upstream and the current is getting stronger and stronger. I have to paddle harder than ever just to keep from getting pushed backwards."
"Well then," he mused, "perhaps you are going the wrong direction... or paddling in the wrong creek altogether." I didn't reply. It was an idea that I'd pondered myself many times.
"I saw that Lulu's has closed down," I remarked, to change the subject. Lulu's was a Kim City fixture. Not one of my usual haunts, but to some, a local landmark.
"I saw," the Admiral replied. "Heartbreaking. A terrible loss. No doubt it will be turned into some sort of trendy, overpriced establishment for young fools. I'm grateful Lulu herself is not alive to witness this tragedy."
"There was an actual Lulu?" I asked, intrigued.
"Oh, indeed!" he replied. "You remind me so much of her."
"Wow!" I was quite flattered. "What was she like?"
"Quite a woman," he said, smiling as he reminisced. "A foul tempered curmudgeon. Uncouth. Rude. Bullheaded. Thick as a brick. An ox of a woman. Smelled like an ashtray. Dumber than a sack of hammers."
"uhh... thanks?"
"Yes, my dear, she'd have liked you," he assured me. "Either than or you'd have killed each other. Whichever the case, you're cut from the same cloth. But her best quality, I believe, was that she mixed a most wonderful Dark And Stormy."
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