Nasiriyya – The dinnerThe colonel and Elisa were already draining their third glass of champagne, and the atmosphere between them had become decidedly less formal.
“I must say, Jack, this Masgouf is divine. I won’t be able to finish it. It’s huge.”
“Yes. It’s truly wonderful. We should send our compliments to the chef.”
“Maybe I should marry him so he can cook for me,” said Elisa, laughing a little too excessively. The alcohol was already beginning to take effect.
“No. He will have to wait in line. I was first.” He risked making this joke, hoping it would not be too inappropriate. Elisa pretended not to notice and continued to nibble at her sturgeon.
“Are you really not married?”
“No. I’ve never had the time for that.”
“That’s an old excuse,” she said, giving him a sly look.
“Well
