“I’m thinking of calling it the ‘Steak and Slayer’,” JJ said, staring up at the currently empty frame atop the signpost. The previous sign was already long gone and the metal post had been given a fresh coat of paint. “With a picture of a stake and the font from ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’, and hope Joss Whedon doesn’t find out.”
“I like the pun for a pub serving steaks. But I think you should call it the Moon,” Alex mused.
“So I can say ‘Oh, I was just drinking in the moon’ which sounds romantic, even spiritual.”
“It will be true. Just not those sort of spirits.”
Alex laughed. “And people can say ‘I’m going to the Moon tonight.’ It’s fun.”
“Short-lived romances can be summed up by the walk to and from the village as ‘I loved you to the Moon and back’,” JJ suggested.
“We need a toy bovine to throw,” Alex said suddenly and they said in unison, “because the cow jumped over the Moon!”