The Boston tea party and the Golden Pen.chapter 6.page 1-10

Sofola watched from behind as the hotel's winking and blinking fireworks and exotic klieglights in the indoor aesthetics brushed his cheeks with sensation and the erudite team's entry coincided with the waiter's banter on the phone in the hundred stories'skyscrapers on the 97th floor and each beginning from the 15th floor had such VIP section.Some of these condos and buildings were bought by many affluent individuals and societies."Afromericans.We re on the 97th floor today.I heard you were coming today.Where are you people? "bode took up the phone"We the cogito ergo sum are back.Right in the premises.Have u done the needfuls"he retorted with their usual signature greetings"Oh yes with the usual table for 4.Nothing to worry about,coming in coming in !"as Sofola stood behind Maxy and located the choice of luxurious VIP section as distinct from VIP section clubs in general.It was designed with red and blue chairs.The waiter had received executive orders two days earlier to stick to the orders and routine.Did you hear what she said?"Femi slowed down as bode patted him on the back"What?"curious"97th floor "As they bckoned each other and retraced steps back to lift from the 15 the floor into the VIP section of the 97th floor.She welcomed them at a distance winking and pointificating joyous and comical with the grits and glamour of a satisfied customer.She stood at the doorway to the room that looked large and was almost occupied as they adopted formula different from the last engagements at the poolside to avoid distraction.The prior engagement seemed meager and worsened by almost the whole room full of scattered chairs in feverish communication though not noisy environment.The first suggestion came from Dave holding Femi's hand"Shall we suggest the conference hall?"mildly noted as the waiter led them to their seats and gestured to the supportive waiter to bring one more chair to accommodate new fellow."Let's finish the refreshment first and the cocktails and we moved to the hall."Bode suggested and alluded too to Dave's proposition.

The food and the accessories were wonderful to the appetite of sophisticated men as they sat down to the ensconce of feeding and debating party in wild embrace of their creeds and lifetime ideology.In the meantime the waiter returned with another round of western dishes for Sofola who suddenly across his forehead felt the shock of resistance down his navel as he bade to sit perhaps in repugnance of western dishes looking stolid and sombre coming slowly from his shyness in public glare."Oh you don't like western dishes.Waiter pls bring African swallow."Which type"What do you have"eba and egushi,fufu ogbono soup,amala vegetables ""Oh Good bring any of them"Sofola spoke for the first""Waiter be fast this is d real afromericana nigger"Bode pointificating in the glee of engrossed eaters gulping their burgundies with riverie .She brought all the types of food they have with one bottle of champagne.He was ecstatic about him as Maxwell burst into laughter seeing washed his two bare hands and dipped them in bare soups "Are you for real? Eating with bare hands?"What's so strange?Are you seeing afromerican eating for the first time?"Shocked too at his gesture and hysterical laughter."Yeah ."gobsmacked ."You re missing if you try Yu LL not only drop your chemicalised food you re probably going to live much longer."the five men consumed their meals and topped it up assorted wines, spirit and drinks.Sofola stood up first and Maxwell was embarrassed "What?"Dave too joined and they rest a little and Bode saw him pull off the book from his back pocket giggled and beckoned the waiter and promptly requested for the hall.The ambience was a repertoire engross of career people lingering for board meeting, official engagement and business appointment carrying briefcases,accountrements for lodging at the chalets in the hotel and knapsacks perhaps on an official journey.

They had a great time as the waiter led to the end of the row turned back and gestured them to the hall and bode followed him."You re having a great time here I suppose"Maxwell pronounced "Yeah "as Sofola shook his head like agama lizard and the colleagues in front followed the waiter in the Indian files to adjoining hall.She smiled as she opened and welcome them into the hall and watched from the last man standing Sofola and departed."Bode says"I need champagne.what do you want "Every body was relatedly fed and the topic of the day was introduced as they sat in rectangular format Femi stood up to give directions to their conversation.

We stopped perhaps at the last conversation where Hamilton was admitted to King's college and he coped with friends and the environment.Being vivacious and vociferous elements soon became the centre of ovation was very religious and prayerful and we he was never caught in the college's black book that recorded official infractions against Myles Cooper's rules and was a greater in the effective use of time hardly any prejudice for students prank .Any offender must recite poetry ,translate essays from The Spectators into latin into launching his intellectual human versatility .

Sofola took a deep breath and with an image stirred his apparatus of reflection,put down the book in his arm as calmness in the rustling silence of the hall stole his agape and gaze away in the most pristine mass of distinct but peculiar moment.His dark eyes extremely goggled to the perplexed by the ongoing drama and widened when Dave spoke."You know Robert Troup tell the story about Hamilton.He said they slept in the same room and infact in the same bed at kings....""You know the origin or birth of Robert Troup?"Femi interrupted "Am coming there.Troup was an orphan like Hamilton because mother died in 1769 his father died in 1768 same year Hamilton's mother died.Troup was born in 1757 in Elizabethtown ."threw the statistics in fiery composure."The guy made the important statement in Hamilton Can you find that statement?""Not really "