They sat down at the table. Since Laurie Norton had invited him and chosen the place, Ethan Blake let his gaze rest on her.
“Give me the menu first,” Laurie said.
“All right.” The server handed the menu to her with both hands. Laurie leafed through it and, reading aloud as she scanned, added, “Halibut with tartar, creamy lobster bisque, sashimi.” After ordering those three dishes she pushed the menu toward Ethan. “Those are the house specialties — take a look and tell me if you want anything.”
Ethan ordered a seafood trio and handed the menu back to the server.
“Sir, for the seafood trio I’ll need you to come with me and pick the ingredients,” the server said. Ethan nodded and followed him out.
The server led him to a large circular tank. The left side of the tank was subdivided into
