‘Cam?’ Alexi breaks into my thoughts as he nods up to my left, and I realise the old man is standing with a hot plate already by my side and waiting patiently for space. I guess specials are already made and waiting to be dished. Moving my hands and pushing the menu into the holder in the centre to let him in while he lays a steaming, gorgeous-smelling plate in front of me, I look up at the duo instead.

Cling-on is standing with one hand on Alexi’s shoulder, possessively, as she ...