Herbio, Herbio ... where for art thou, Herbio?

Two thirtysomething guys sit next to me in a coffee shop. One of them places his hand on the others knee.

 

Do you watch Drag Race?

Sometimes. 

Last year the super pale redhead winner kept eyeballing me during her show in Key West. 

Oh yeah?

Afterwards at the meet and greet she came up to me … oh you’re the very tall and exceedingly handsome man I flirted with all through my act. 

How bout that.

Yeah.  I know.  I’m pretty hot. Say, if you had to label me an herb … 

An herb? 

If I was an herb - what do you think I’d be?

We only met twenty minutes ago.

I know ... but just give it a go. 

Speaking of … I'm gonna shove off.