She noticed he was looking at her again and fought the urge to squirm. “This is really nice,” she told him looking around the restaurant discreetly. “How can you afford this?” she tried her best not to sound rude but she was too curious to hold back from asking. He did not seem to mind though.
“My parents are friends with the owners,” he answered with a cheeky smile, “No matter when, you need a reservation or a quick table, you can call me. I can get you into almost any entertainment and food industry in the state.”
“That’s… wow,” she decided and looked up when the server arrived with their meals. “Is that, wine?” She asked as they placed the glasses and the server nods.
“Yes, miss,”
“We did not order that though.”
“It is our treat, miss. On the house,” he smiled politely and she
