My head was still back at the office as I ordered two slices of the daily special, but I quickly snapped back to the present after paying. As I turned around I realized there was an exceptionally cute girl behind me. She'd been there for a while, and I had surprisingly been too lost in my thoughts to get nervous and do something stupid.
I stepped outside for a moment to check for table availability on the patio and then back in after spotting the perfect seat. As I walked over to the bar where they set the orders I noticed the cute girl was standing over two slices of the daily special, patting them down with a napkin to remove any excess grease on the top. Since she had ordered after I did, it seemed likely that it was actually my pizza she was patting down like a TSA agent, but I was too busy wondering if we'd serve ZPizza at our wedding to be bothered. It would all be "our" pizza once we were married.
The girl looked up at me for a moment as if to say, "What are you staring at?" to which I just nodded.
"Catherine!" a Z employee announced as she set another plate with two slices of the delicious Italian pizza on the bar.
The cute girl, somewhat surprised, stared at the new plate for a moment. She then looked at me, and then back at the plate her left hand still clutched. I nodded again.
"Um... do you just want to take that one?" she asked, with a little bit of demand in her voice as she motioned to the new plate.
"I don't know. That one looks like it has less grease" I deadpanned and pointed at the other.
"Well... " she sighed with frustration, "You can have it if you want."
I gave up and went back outside to eat my lunch. As I walked past on my way back to the office I considered asking her how my pizza was, but decided to just drop it.