When Ivy walked out of Ricardos, she could have sworn that she had seen Andrew Logan. She had turned to collect her jacket from the hostess and when she looked back in the direction where she had seen him, he wasn't there. Had the flickering candle lights in the restaurant played some tricks on her?
“So---how did the date go? Spill" Jane asked while they were at work the next day. Ivy pushed back the files in front of her and regarded her friend wondering where to start.
“You were right, Jane. He was a weirdo. The date was ruined before it could even begin. Can you imagine Mr. Engineer told me my face proportions were all wrong? After ordering things that cost a total of more than eight hundred dollars he asked ME to pay for the meal. It's not that I mind picking up the tab, but it was o
