Post by mac on Mar 14, 2017 21:17:58 GMT
Arthur thought his lemonade was pretty good. It was sweeter than most lemonades, which was how he liked his drinks. Plenty of sugar. He glanced out of the clear window, able to see the rays the sun cast across the sky, splashing it with hues of orange and yellow. It was just beginning to descend beyond the horizon. It was a nice view, one he’d always dreamed of sharing with a significant other, ever since he was a teenager. Here he was, with a significant other across from him, and it didn’t feel like a date. Because he was doing everything wrong, obviously. He glanced back to Chardonnay and watched as she squeezed the lemon into her water, clanking the ice around. She still didn’t look impressed. Arthur didn’t know how long a dinner he could take if she was just going to critique it the whole time.
He scratched his neck when she responded to his question. So the review wasn’t up yet? Weird, but he didn’t know how reviews worked. Maybe that was normal. ”Oh, hopefully it goes up soon. I don’t know what would be bad about it,” and he honestly didn’t. Chardonnay’s restaurant was always clean and sanitary, with good food, albeit with horribly stuffy atmosphere. What more could you say about the food besides it being ‘good’ or ‘bad’ anyway? Arthur didn’t see how a review could take a week. ‘Food was good, service was good, would recommend to a friend’ was the extent of the review he himself would leave for a place. She asked him a question and he broke his eyes away from her face, focusing on the gentle waves outside. Susan would probably like this place – though she would have ordered the most expensive item on the menu and been jabbering about how excited she was to try it about now.
”It’s been going good, Jasmin ran the place while I was out. Jason is apparently coming up soon to look at the place, just to see where it’s at. I guess he wanted to see how the updates I did a while ago came out too – that’s all done. The renovations from the time someone broke a window, anyway.” He remembered that month – the horrible month before the banquet where he’d actually had a nightmare and cried in front of Chardonnay. Thinking of that moment made him feel even crappier so he brushed the thoughts off. ”My new manager’s doing good too. The budget is back in order and no one’s taken anything. The movies coming out are all big sellers, too. Jasmin always does a good job running the place while I’m gone.” he was surprised she hadn’t left him for a better job, but he never asked her about it because he didn’t want to lose her. At the end of his comments, he glanced back over at Chardonnay. He could see the sunset’s colors reflected in her eyes, which were still focused on the water – not looking at him. ”Are your parents doing well?”