There’s nothing special about the sink or toilet at Marjorie, but those aren’t the fixtures which draw diners into this cult-favorite bathroom anyhow. It’s the bathroom record player that is so beloved, the Capitol Hill restaurant regularly issues blog updates on its status when it’s removed for repair. The prospect of an actual intermezzo (as opposed to the sorbets that typically merit the name in upscale restaurants) poses all manner of possibilities: Will you spin Sinatra before returning to your table for a break-up speech? Or fire up a cha-cha before suggesting a nightcap at your apartment? Marjorie stocks albums for every dinner occasion. HANNA RASKIN 1412 E. Union St., 441-9842, marjorierestaurant.com