Our waitress soon arrived with the drinks and placed them each in their corrective spot.
Feeling Lea tense up, I took a hold of her hand and gave her a reassuring look. She soon calmed down and graciously accepted her drink. The woman gave another bright smile to which Lea simply replied with a half smile; better than nothing I thought.
“So have you guys thought about what you might want to eat?” She asked.
“Yes, I think I will have… the bacon cheeseburger, please.” I replied. The waitress jotted down my order and turned to Lea and Amber.
“And I will have the crispy chicken salad, please.” Amber chirped.