I wasn’t complaining.
You scruffle her hair gently and affectionately as you push the door open and guide her to a seat.
What do you want?
A perfect gentleman today, aren’t we?
You laugh just a little and poke him teasingly before thinking about the choices you remember on the menu.
After a few moments of thought, you decide you’ll give yourself some more time after ordering a drink.
I think I’ll just have some coffee to start.
(Source : orphiste-blog)