The restaurateur said he found the space locked up tight. He started to walk around the property and look in the windows. The downstairs bar was dark and empty. He couldn't tell if there was any action in the main dining room, but there didn't appear to be.
Suddenly a large man popped out of the front door. He was wearing a t-shirt that read, "Everything is on camera." He gave off the appearance of a security guard. He wanted to know what the peeping tom/restaurateur wanted. The restaurateur lied to the security man and said he just came there for a drink.
"We're closed for a private party," the large man responded, probably lying himself.
The restaurateur then got a phone call and started talking to a manager back at his place. The security guard was not happy. He wanted to know who the restaurateur was talking to.
"It's none of your business," the restaurateur said.
The security man asked again.
"I have a First Amendment right to talk to whoever I want," the restaurateur responded.
"I've got a First Amendment right to punch you in the fucking face," the security man retorted.
The restaurateur laughed and walked away.Doesn't really give me the warm and fuzzies. Of course, this is only from the restauranteur's point of view, but the Social folks have been avoiding the press lately, so nobody has their say on the matter.
I wonder if the security guard works with Nick "Dick Punch" Cho, the antagonist in another crazy food and violence related story.