This morning I was walking through Scott Circle and noticed a couple holding hands in front of me. They were in their late-50's, obviously strolling to work together on a chilly autumn morning, holding coffee in their unoccupied hands. It was downright adorable.
Since they were moseying pretty slowly, I eventually caught up to them, and as I was passing I heard her speaking softly but emphatically in Spanish. Then suddenly he yelled, "Calle! Callecallecalle!!"
Ah, that's more like it.