Another server arrived, bringing their pizzas. After chatting with him politely, Emily tried to take a bite of the steaming melted cheese, but she did not let the delicate flavors distract her too much.

“You wanted to make it up to me... What do you have in mind?” she asked.

“It’s a surprise,” Byron said, “I’d like to show you something. We can go there after lunch, if you’re not busy.”

“I’m not busy at all,” she said. ...