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He was a strange guy. After the class was over, like 8 people and him went to the Belgian brasserie in town and he started fiending over the chocolate sauce they brought with his dessert. I mean, he was like trying to get every last drop and everyone was looking at him and laughing and he just said "Hey, I don't drink. I don't smoke. I don't have pre-marital sex. Chocolate's about all I've got, give me a break." He was really bitter because his fiance had left him while he was in France. It made for an interesting class.
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"One: Where's the fife? and Two: Gimme the fife."
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