Matt took Barbara’s arm as he guided her into Marshel’s. A greeter was standing at the door. Matt gave his name and the greeter took them to a table.
“Will this be all right?”
“Yes, this is fine.” agreed Matt.
He held Barbara’s chair for her before the greeter could. The young man seemed surprised by Matt beating him to the chair.
“Here are your menus. I’ll be right back for your orders.” The young man departed, leaving Matt and Barbara time to study the menu.
“What looks good?” asked Matt.
“I think I’ll get a salad,” said Barbara.
Matt gave her a surprised look. “You’re not a vegetarian, are you?”
“No, but did you see how expensive everything is on this menu?”
Matt grinned at her. “Don’t worry about it. I can afford it. Get what you like.” When she still didn’t look like she was
