"Can I be dropped off at your office and have lunch with you?" Bela called after being picked up early from school. "It'll be like another date."
"Sure," I said. "But get food for yourself because I already got a plate of spaghetti for myself."
"Okay. I'll just ask mommy if we can get Jollibee drive through. Then just pay us back, okay?"
So she came. With a smile. And a two piece chicken with rice meal. And large fries. And a yumburger with cheese.
"I brought my own food!" she proclaimed. "All mine!"
Wow. What a high maintenance date, she is.
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