TWENTY-EIGHT
Paige had picked the restaurant, which was a good thing, seeing as Jason usually ended up at the brewery. While the brewery did good food and beer, it held too many memories for him to want to take another girl there just yet. They didn't even get to place an order – Paige had fixed everything in advance, so they got some sort of degustation menu.
"Disgustation?" Jason had quipped when the waiter told him. "Is that where you serve up every strange delicacy you can think of, give us plenty of alcohol to wash it down with, and hope we don't bring it all back up again?"
He couldn't stifle his grin when both Maia and the waiter arced up in defence of the restaurant's premium offering. He'd done plenty of these sorts of meals back on the east coast, especially big charity event
