"I will send a waiter up to take your orders," the hostess said serenely, quickly turning on her heel and leaving.
"Well this is nice and cozy isn't it?" I said to Charlotte, shrugging out of my jacket and sitting down, trying to cheer her up.
She glared at me "I've never been so humiliated in my life, being denied the VIP room. We should go and see who is in there" she hissed "and make them leave."
"Charlotte you heard the hostess," I said patiently "and besides who cares? We're here, we can have a nice dinner together, as a couple, without having to hide. With luck, I can persuade Flair to sign those papers and maybe even file them before the engagement party. Can't you just relax a little bit and try to have a good time?"
She sniffed and picked up the menu, eyeing it with disdain.
