"Trust me, he didn't want to penalize you guys in the first place."
"Yeah, right! I've been punished more times than I've had hot dinners over the years!"
Rosemary chuckled softly, passing the iPad across the table, "Do these choices look good to you? Should we add more?"
"C'mon, Rosemary, don't you go playing the penny-pincher with me. You've barely scratched the surface of this menu, and it's not like I can't afford a decent meal!" Cathy quickly pushed the iPad back, "Order
away, please don't hold back!"
"We can't overdo it though; hate to see good food go to waste," Rosemary replied with a gentle smile.
"It won't happen! But don't underestimate the depth of my pockets. Today is all about having a blast!"
Their private dining room door was ajar, and just then, a passerby caught a glimpse of Cathy and called out in surprise and delight, "Cathy?"
