*Dante's eyes shifted to the side and down when Fredi Jr. brought up the other women in his life on instinct, but the unease soon faded* Hey, let's stick to business talk right now. I'd like a large pepperoni pizza and two strawberry sundaes, both to go.
You got it. *Fredi Jr. uncrossed his arms, ringing up the order on the register and handing Dante the slip*
Thanks. *Dante dug out his wallet, counting out his money and handing what he needed to Fredi Jr. Once the man disappeared into the kitchen, Dante turned to face Delly* I wanted to wait until we got back to the bar to explain this, but I guess now's as good a time as any. Ever heard the term 'polyamorous' before?