I laughed. She Giggled. I Was just Hoping I didn't make a fool of myself and spoil my new suit by spilling some wine on it. Not that I like Wine. That much. I still had to drive home. Her too. And the Lambo.
"Charles, Dont get drunk on me now." She Giggled again. I Smiled. "I wont. I have to drive you, me, And the car home. And I 'want to hurt you." I Simply Replied. I dipped my fork into the pasta. JEEZ this stuff was good. I'm surprised the main ingredient isn't Cocaine or something. Its Just SO GOOD.
