"Anytime!" He smiled again. "So um what would you like?" He asked me as he handed me the menu. I took the menu and just stared at it. There were so many items I couldn't eat because I am a vegetarian. Most of the items were made out of chicken, steak and fish. They are killing so many animals everyday. Ugh. "Did you decide?" He asked still keeping the smile plastered on his face. "I don't know actually," I stated. "Let me see what you will like. May I?" He asked as I handed him the menu. He looked at it and turned the page many times. Finally it looked like he knew what to order. "Waiter!" He called out as a waiter came. "Grilled chicken and fries for her and-" he started. "I'm sorry but I can't eat chicken," I interrupted him. "Are you allergic or something?" He asked, concerning. "No, I am a vegetarian," I told him. "Oh," he started as he looked at the floor beside me. "Actually I am also a vegetarian so don't worry I won't order anything non-veg," he spoke softly. "Really? You are also Vegetarian?" I asked as he nodded. "So what will you take?" He asked. "Um... I'll take Grilled sandwich, hot and spicy tomato soup and Salad," I told the waiter as he wrote it down. "Actually make that two. I'll take the same," he spoke and smiled at me. What's up with him and smiling? The waiter wrote the order and left. "So," he cleared his throat. "I remember seeing you in the store today," he started. I sat up a little because I remember Keechee telling me to sit straight. Keeping a straight posture always does the trick. "Uh yeah I remember," I said. There was a moment of silence before he started speaking again. "So um tell me more about you?" He asked as he took a sip of his wine. "Oh there isn't much to know about me. I'm just the ordinary girl with ordinary lifestyle," I stated but he didn't seem to buy it. "I feel like a girl like you can't just be ordinary," he spoke. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I mean look at you. At the store you were dressed in pajamas and a tee and now you're here wearing a dress. You killed both of the looks," he spoke and smiled. "Not all girls can do that," he whispered and winked. I felt my face burning from inside. I must look like a tomato right now. No one has ever said that to me. People say that I'm like a tomboy but I'm not. I mean I am but I'm not. "Actually, any girl can do that. It just depends on the way you see them," I replied back and he nodded. I should leave before I make any wrong decisions. The waiter brought our food and left. I looked up and found him staring at me. He was waiting for me to start eating. I took a bite and right after that he took a bite. After that both of us started eating. Damn I was hungry. The way he took a bite of grilled sandwich was funny, It's like he doesn't even know how to eat it. He would take a bite and cheese would come out from the other side. I smiled to myself not knowing that he was looking at me. "What happened? Is there something on my face?" He asked as he ran his fingers around his lips. "No there's nothing it's just... you- you eat funny," I stated as I took a sip of my wine. "Oh," he said as he scratched his back. "How about we play 10 questions game?" He asked as he took a bite of the grilled sandwich and this time the cheese didn't come out. 10 questions game? What the heck is that? "Sure, you start," I proposed as he smiled. I just offered because I didn't know how to play that game. "Alright I'll ask you 10 questions and you answer and then you ask me 10 questions and I'll answer," he said and I nodded. "What's your favorite color?" He asked. "Black, but people say that it's a shade so I would go with orange" I said, sipping my wine. He asked me many other questions such as my favorite food, show, movie genre, songs and I answered truthfully. "Last question. Why are you here?" "My grandma made me come. She believed that my love life is dead and it needs something more so she set me up with you." "Dead love life huh?" He asked. "Mhmm," I replied. "On Valentine's?" "Yup," I said, popping the 'P' "Well not anymore. I'm here so you can pretend that your love life is the Madagascar and not the Sahara desert," he spoke, swiftly. I looked up and chuckled. Both of us finished our food and we were finishing our wine. When the waiter came out with the bill, I tried to take out my credit card but before I did, he paid. I looked at him and he smiled. "I'd never let you pay," he spoke softly. "But-" "No butts. Anyways you can pay next time," he said. Next time? How optimistic! There is gonna be no next time. Suddenly the blonde girl who was shouting at the waiter came rushing to our table. Her eyes wandered on me and I felt uncomfortable. "Can we help you?" I asked. "Chase Chivalry," she stated looking at Richard. He looked at me and I looked at him confusingly. He cleared his throat. ~~~