Andrew's POV ¶¶

"She keeps peeking at me, what's the matter with her?. I know I haven't been a good dude but I am trying to change. This her glance freaks me out".

I am really nervous.

Yet I keep acting normally.

"Or she might be suspecting something?."

I don't think so.

But what will she be suspecting?. She can't have any idea of how this place is.

She looks at me and when I face her, she plugs her head inside the menu booklet.

"Won't you order?."

I ask her

She seems lost.

I ask back the same question, calling for her attention.

"Oh sorry!. What did you say?."....