SageSpeak - Take That Step - I

Cuthbert walked into the pub like a goat who had just stepped out of his own herd and walked into a pride. Bewildered, flustered, tense or it was probably all of the above. He pouched himself in the plush sofas and started looking at one of those corners where the paint was coming off. This by itself was probably not unusual, but since there was a bipasha basu item number on the television and everyone was stuck to the television like flies to a lamp, it would be considered a bit off-color. Now and then he would give a smile at that nothingness, only to took even more forlorn and lost than he was before.

The Oldest Member, as usual spoiling himself in his grand ottoman couch, was looking at this, his eyes like a doctor watching a patient writhe in pain, knowing what the exact cure is, but for some crazy reason, waiting to make his entry with panache. Looking at cuthbert, or more precisely his eyes, he decided to make his entry, lest something grave might happen.

"Son", called out the Oldest Member. "...", with a faint wink in the eye, was the reply. "Sonnn", called out the Oldest Member. Cuthbert decided that painted walls dont call him that way and turned around.

"Beautiful Day, Isn't it ??"
"Uhh.. Yes sir, a beautiful day it is" said cuthbert, his voice souding like a kid who lost his mathematics notebook and was facing the wrath of his teacher.
"Flowers blooming, fruits ripening, grass greener. Just about the right time for a young man to pick up his bike and take his girl down to the waterfall. Isn't it Son ??"
Cuthbert returned back to his gaze, saying "And for dumb, lacklustre, boring, ordinary folks what better than a cup of coffee and some peace", and started up to leave.
"Being smart, intelligent or resourceful has nothing to do with it"
"Well yeah, tell me about it."
"Son, I __am__ telling you", the Oldest Member's voice had the seen-it-all pride in it.
"Bah, I have been trying for so hard to tell her for the last six months, but i havent found one innovative way to tell it. I scourged the web sites and i couldn't come up with anything".
"Son .."
"Maybe i should just rent an airplane and somersault my love message with smoke to her"
"May I.. "
"Or get a flat full of candles, kneel down in front of her with the costliest ring that i could afford"
"But ..."
"Or take her scuba diving to the coral reefs and open my heart"
"Wait .."
"Or maybe i should find some more research material on the web and do my homework properly"
"Son, you are not trying to invent a light bulb here. Maybe i should entertain you with the stories of Flik Jones or Thomas Anderson or both .."
"Errrr.."
"... over a pint".
"Okay".