The car pulled up outside a private restaurant called Elegance Dine.
Brett got out first, opened the door for Elizabeth, and then gestured for her to take a seat before settling down beside her.
He picked up the menu, carefully explaining each dish to Elizabeth, describing the flavors in detail. Then, with a serious expression, he asked, "Does this look like something you'd want to try?"
Elizabeth was honest as always. "The picture makes it look really appetizing."
Brett didn't hesitate. "Let's get it."
He pointed to another item. "How about this one?"
Elizabeth responded sincerely, "That one looks good too."
"Add it to the list," Brett declared confidently.
After a few rounds of this, Brett quickly realized Elizabeth's selection strategy—if it looked pretty, it mad
