“Here you go.” Angela set a plastic bag containing Kira’s salad on the table and then looked nervously between Kira and Xavier. 

“It’s oaky.” Kira smiled graciously. “I’ve decided to stay, after all. I’m sorry to have put you through so much trouble.” Kira made a mental note to leave her an extra tip to make up for the inconvenience.

The same broad smile returned to Angela’s lips, lighting up her whole face. “Well, all righty then! Enjoy your meal.” Then she hurried off to help another couple that had just walked in.

Xavier picked up his burger, about to dig in, when he nodded toward her bag. “Well?”

Kira...