"Vivian, over here," Christopher hollered, waving his hand from a short distance away.

Vivian stowed away her phone and moved towards him.

"Captain Davis, weren't we supposed to meet at the tearoom? Why did you stroll over here?" she inquired.

Christopher offhandedly replied, "I'm an impatient sort. Sitting alone over there wasn't my idea of fun, so I decided to come over here. Let's go."

Vivian, not in the mood for any further ado, suggested, "So we just booked a ...