3.0 Diner Date
“You’re really going with a small, boring thing like that? Thought you were all about the loaded footlongs.”

“Thought I’d mix it up—getting a bit bored with the usual.”

God, they loved this. A dance they reveled in, circling like wolves and taking jestful swipes at the other. Often to the expense of anyone within earshot. Flirting with bits.