I’m sitting on the wooden deck of the restaurant Mekong Deck. I’m the only person eating alone – this is definitely a date spot. I look scross the Mekong River to Thailand. I notice a couple – he, English; she, Thai. They’re talking over dinner. She’s picking at her food, moving it around on her plate, listening to him speak. He rises to use the restroom. As soon as he is out of sight, she attacks the food with a vengeance, eating directly from the serving dishes, stuffing several pieces of meat into her mouth at once. I want to caution her – girlfriend, slow down! You’re going to choke! As on cue, she stops eating as he walks back from the bathroom, swallows, and smiles at him serenely.