“They’re lovely, thank you,” she says, taking the bouquet from him. “Oh! I didn’t forget…”
Even though her purse doesn’t look big enough to hold it, Midge has managed to fit a small bakery box in it. She pulls it out and opens it to show John the cupcake inside. “Saved one for you.” She smiles. “Shall we?”
He opens the door to the pub and they find a table in a quiet corner where they can talk. Midge orders a pint of Guinness (when in Rome) and peruses the menu. “You look nice tonight too, by the way,” she says. What’s considered to be dressing up has gotten much more casual than it was in her time, but she takes no offense.
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Even though her purse doesn’t look big enough to hold it, Midge has managed to fit a small bakery box in it. She pulls it out and opens it to show John the cupcake inside. “Saved one for you.” She smiles. “Shall we?”
He opens the door to the pub and they find a table in a quiet corner where they can talk. Midge orders a pint of Guinness (when in Rome) and peruses the menu. “You look nice tonight too, by the way,” she says. What’s considered to be dressing up has gotten much more casual than it was in her time, but she takes no offense.