'There is also the pink flash and the blue flash', explained Tom.
They were sitting in the Santa Fe, at a table covered with red-checked oil cloth. Before each stood a drink in different stages of consumption. As usual, Tom had a dark green bottle of Heineken; Billy drank punch; Mat, something gin-based, Cal, a Cuba-Libre. From time to time a young French waiter came by to see if anyone needed anything.
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First I'd like to say that I was enthralled with this piece. I have heard many times of this green flash and have spent many a few hours in the past trying to catch a glimpse! Really love how you chose to end the piece. However if I may be so bold as to just make you aware of the typks in the second line. I think you meant they were sitting AT a table IN the Sainte Fe. You misplace the words in and at. Only wanted to point this out because over than the little typo I think this piece is wonderful!