Lochlan said he's made reservations for tomorrow night at a very romantic restaurant. For three of us! Yeah!
I thought our romantic dinner was last evening.
What? No, that was our Nostalgic dinner.
Ah. I was wondering why you cut up my chicken for me.
I did that because bowls and knives don't usually work well together.
Lochlan, I'm forty-five.
Don't remind me.
Someone should.
You want to go out for Valentine's Day or not?
I do! I'm excited. Are we dressing up?
If you like.
Does Ben know?
Yes, he and I chose the restaurant together.
I smile.
You're excited, Peanut.
Of course I am! When we get formal, I know we're serious.
Then we'll dress to the nines. Although I don't think my wardrobe goes past seven. Maybe six and a half.
Wear your top hat. Then it all goes to eleven.
Let's dress to the eight-and-three-quarters. Then we're safe.
But will you wear the hat?
If you want me to.
Of course I do. Jesus. Have you met me? I love that hat.
Yeah, you're the only girl who ever did.
Is that why you married me?
Of course it is. That and you make me look positively normal in comparison.
So you think, Lochlan.
I don't look normal?
The question is, do you feel normal?
Hardly never, Peanut.
Then there's your answer.
