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 Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2004 2:04 pm
Sarabi felt his dark warm hand atop of hers,and she smiled. "Thats alright, I just couldnt wait to see you!I knew you would look wonderful, no matter what. Things have been preety slow at Doomi's, and I was so bored while waiting for you. Im just glad you home now."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2004 3:32 pm
He smiled at her reference to their apartment as 'home'.
"It feels like home, doesn't it? Someday we'll get a house, and then we'll really be independent."
He would have coninued, but a waiter came up to the table and grinned at the couple.
"Good evening. My name's Alan, and I'll be your waiter this afternoon. The specials today are a cream of chicken soup and beef medallions with a salad. Could I start you two off with something to drink?" He pulled a small pad from his belt pocket, and waited to hear what the two would say.
Tawn took another cursory glance at his menu, mostly out of habit. "Actually, I think we're ready to order, as well. I'd like a cinnamon cream coffee, please..." he paused as Alan wrote, "and the spaghetti with meatballs."
The waiter scribbled, and then tapped his pen on the pad once with a finishing emphasis. "Excellent. And the lovely lady?"
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