N I N E
- Lucy -
“You’re going to love the raspberry lemonade,” I told Fiona as she sat down. “As soon as I tasted it, I knew I had to bring you here.”
“Well, I hope the food’s good, too, cause I’m starving,” she said, looking around the crowded outdoor patio and staring down other people’s plates.
“This many people can’t be wrong, right?”
“I suppose. It’s got four stars on Yelp anyway.”
I rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t have been surprised that she checked. Her sense of adventure extended about as far as three and a half stars on Yelp.
She slipped a skinny menu out from between the salt and pepper and opened it. “How’d you find this place?”
“The guy I had lunch with last week took me here.”
She looked up at me. “The guy you hooked up with?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you sure you’re not just trying to run into him again?”
I laughed. “Quite the opposite. But even if I did, it wouldn’t be weird. That ship has sailed, and we were totally on the same page.”
“Was he any good?” she asked, looking back down at her menu.
I shrugged. “I’d give him a three and a half on Yelp.”
She smiled. “I like it when you speak my language.”
“I recommend the pulled pork wrap. I’d have slept with the guy just for introducing me to it.”
“Sold,” she said.
A young boy approached the table. He must’ve been at least sixteen, but he didn’t look a day over twelve. “Are you ladies ready to order?”
“Yes,” I said. “We’ll have two pulled pork wraps and two raspberry lemonades please.”
“And a basket of hand cut chips,” Fiona added.
The boy took a moment to practice his penmanship before looking up from his notepad. “Coming right up.”
I turned to Fiona. “You just had to get the chips, didn’t you?”
“I think I have some kind of deficiency, like I need salt to live.”
“We all need salt to live.”
“But I need it in excess.”
“Maybe you should get that checked out.”
“I did,” she said. “The doctor told me to eat more chips.”
I shook my head. “You must’ve dreamt that.”
“Speaking of dreams, did the guy who brought you here give you the feeling?”