“So that’ll be two bacon, egg and cheese tacos for you and what will your friend be having?” said the waitress with a cheery tone that just added insult to injury as far as Tom was concerned. He glared at the general direction of the waitress hoping that he had enough eye contact to melt the stupidity out of her brain.
“Well, Miss… I will be having two barbacoa tacos and an iced tea. If you have any further questions about what I will be having, you can direct your questions towards me, not my girlfriend, thank you.”
As the waitress walked away, Alyssa rubbed his shoulders. “Tom, you will be pleased to know that our waitress turned all shades of red and looked like she wanted to melt into the floor. I hate when people do that to you, but I gotta say, I love when you put people in their place!”
“Tom, please?” Alyssa begged.
“Again? I can’t do that again!”
“Because sitting through the tilt-a-whirl makes me dizzy!”
“Awww, come on, I’m not a good enough guide dog for you?” she teased.
“It isn’t that, I just hate the feeling of being so disoriented.”
“Fine,” said Tom. “On one condition. Next time we come here, I’m bringing a blindfold to put on you when you make me go on this ride.”
“Okay, sure, but how will you know if keep it on?”
“ I will put my hand over your eyes to make sure.”
“What if I trade seats with someone at the last second?” Alyssa teased.
“You wouldn’t, not if you want me to ride this thing again today,” he said sternly.
“Fine, alright, I’ll do it.”
Tom smirked at her, having got his way.