Dinner for the Hero
On Monday evening Molly called Sean to tell him about the dinner.
"It's a very nice restaurant. Have you been there before?" asked Molly.
"I haven't but I think I've heard of it. Isn't it a rotating restaurant?" answered Sean.
"Yes, it is. You'll like it. The view is great."
"Oh, good," Sean sounded interested, "but isn't it kind of expensive?"
"Don't worry about it. You're my guest. You deserve it - you saved my life!" Molly reminded her hero.
"Well, not exactly..."
"You did! Who knows what those guys would have done to me," insisted Molly.
"In that case should I come in my Superman cape?" Sean joked.
"No, or else everybody will know you are Superman," Molly chimed in. "I want to be the only one who knows."
"Ha, ha, ha! Okay."
"Oh, that reminds me, they have a dress code."
"A dress code?" Sean was puzzled.
"Yes. You have to wear long pants and leather shoes. No tennis shoes or running shoes," clarified Molly.
"Oh!" Sean paused. "Do I need to wear a tie?"
"No, you don't have to."
"I'm glad. I only have one and it has our company logo on it."
"No, you don't have to wear that," Molly quickly repeated.
After talking for a while longer, they arranged to meet at seven o'clock. Although Molly wanted to ask Sean to pick her up, she resisted the urge and just asked him to meet her at the restaurant.
"Was that Molly?" asked Sean's mother after he had hung up.
"Yes, it was. We're having dinner at Top Up - you know, that rotating restaurant in 901 Tower," replied Sean.
"That's a very expensive restaurant," commented Sean's mother. "Didn't she just get out of high school?"
"Yes, she did. I think she wants to thank her hero properly," Sean grinned.
"She must," Sean's mother mumbled.
下期续 to be continued.
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