John took me out to eat last night. I chose to wear my burgundy corduroy skirt and a black shirt. I thought I looked pretty snazzy. John arrived at the donnavilla exactly at the appointed time. When I opened the door, I saw that he wore a burgundy shirt and black pants.
“Hey! We match!” said John.
“I will change my skirt.”
“Don’t, it’s cool that we match”
“John, we look like Donny and Marie!”
“Okay, go and change.”
I may be wrong but on the car ride to the restaurant I was pretty sure I heard John humming, “A Little Bit Country, A Little Bit Rock & Roll.”