I grinned and blushed. Not that I wasn't taking her in as well. She was wearing pinstripe slacks with a matching jacket and a white shirt with the top two buttons undone. It was accentuated with a red, untied bow tie and matching handkerchief in the jacket pocket. Her hair was combed and parted with swept up bangs. She looked so handsome, and I seemed to just float into her arms. Jack insisted on pictures, like we were going to prom or something.

When we entered the restaurant I could feel the other patrons' eyes turn towards us. My hand tightened in Mitch's and I whispered to her. "Are they...