Beau
After we were through with our food we had a little argument about paying for the food, I tried to insist on paying but Ivy was simply not going to have it.
“I took you away from your job and whatever fun activities you get up to and you are still going to do work at my house. the least I can do is pay for your meal. I insist.” She said sternly and I gave up knowing that she would insist. Moreover I wanted her to feel comfortable enough to ask me again and again for help, if paying for my food would make her call me the next time she needed my help then I was fine with that.
“Thank you very much for the meal Vy.” I said and she beamed in victory as she removed her purse with a flourish and counted notes which she placed on the table before we both got up and left the diner.
We go
