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four seat dinette set is in the small space by the kitchen which is also pretty damn small. I look at the couch and it’s a loveseat. Everything is so… small .
    I don’t know the housing market here, but I’ve had bigger places in Manhattan and the rent there is outrageous. Taking in her standard of living makes me curious if this is by choice or because she has to budget? And I didn’t have to have sex with her to tell she’s lost weight. Can she afford to eat? Shit , maybe I should buy this girl some groceries before I leave.
    “It’s all settled,” she says, her eyes sparkling with joy. “They’re gonna drive up tomorrow and take us out for dinner. And they’re really excited about meeting you. We just need to figure out where we want to eat.” She takes a large breath and then exclaims, “I know where I want to go! Palace Arms I’ve always wanted to eat there…oh, but that will probably be too expensive. I hear it’s quite pricey.” She angles her head down in thought, gnawing the inside of her cheek. “No, we shouldn’t go there. It will definitely be too pricey. I don’t want them to spend that much money on me just because it’s my birthday.”
    “If cost wasn’t an issue, is that where you’d want to eat?” I watch her reaction carefully. She may say no to spare her parents shelling out that kind of money, but I can never say no to her.
    “Yes.”
    “That’s where we’re going then. I’ll buy dinner.”
    “No, Evan. It’s really expensive, like $30 an entrée or maybe more.” Her tone gets all hushed like she’s telling me a secret. “I don’t even think that includes a side.”
    I chuckle because she’s cute, but also because she really seems to be clueless to how much money my family has even though she’s been to my parent’s house and seen my car in Hawaii. Actually, I don’t even know how much money my family has, but I know I don’t ever have to worry about it either. “I think I can manage. If that’s where you want to celebrate your birthday, that’s where we’ll go.”
    “ Really?”
    “If you want to eat at the Palace Arms then we’ll eat at the Palace Arms. I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
    “I know you will and I will for you. I just wish I knew how I could do that.” I love the way she speaks from the heart.
    After we finish our dinner, I go to the fridge where Sarah hid a cake I ordered from a local bakery. I set the box on the counter and open the lid. The candle they packed is there and I stick it in the top. I take the cake from the box and with my lighter, light the candle. “Turn out the light and close your eyes,” I call to her in the living room.
    “What are you up to?” I can hear the happiness through her words.
    I sing her Happy Birthday as I walk in and crouch in front of her. Her eyelids pop open and she gasps, covering her mouth. After setting the cake on the table in front of her, I say, “And I hope you have many more. Make a wish, baby.”
    “It already came true.”
    “I think you stole that line.”
    She smirks. “A Sixteen Candles fan? Ya learn something new every day.”
    “Eh, I know the girls get all mushy over that movie. Figured I should investigate.”
    “Investigate, huh? Kind of like how you and Zach watched Titanic together?” She levels her eyes on me. “Don’t even try to lie. Kate told me all about it.”
    I sit down next to her. “Fine. I watched Titanic . So has most of the world. As for Sixteen Candles , it was on TV one time when I was sick. I blame the fever for making me watch it.”
    “The real question is,” she says with her hand on my knee, “did you like it?”
    “I’ll never confess.”
    She laughs then leans forward and blows out the candle. Falling back on the couch, she says, “You didn’t have to do that, you know?”
    “A cake? Pfft. Of course, I did. What’s a birthday without cake?”
    “Good point.” She swipes her finger through the frosting and brings it to her mouth,