Walter holds court

Some 10 years ago I went to the McDonald's on King George Road with my parents. Walter was there with Phyllis. It was in the late evening so the restaurant was not packed but in the 45 minutes or so of our meal, Walter worked the restaurant, gong from table to table for a short conversation about whatever. Phyllis just sat at the table drinking her drink. I can't recall the conversation my parents and I had but do remember a lot of laughter. Walter talked to you like he has known you for decades.