A guy tells a shaggy-dog story to a restaurant crew on a ten-minute break. He takes us back to 1992: he's walking down a New York City street with two women when a Black couple asks for directions. This event leads a lecture from the two women, a memory from his Bar Mitzvah, a moral dilemma, a mugging, the loss of two pairs of glasses, an upbraiding from an optician, a basketball game, and running commentary from his co-workers in front of the restaurant as he tells the story. It and the break come to an end: has he made friends, advanced race relations, entertained?