"A house?" she asked in a soft wondered tone, the prospect exciting. In all of her thinking, she had never imagined them in their own home. Wouldn't that be perfect?
Her day dreams were cut short by their waitress, though Tina felt no ill will towards her for it. It was her job after all, she needed to let the woman do it. Except her welcome speech was leaving something to be desired, and she wondered just why she had stopped. Did she recognize Miguel? It happened now and again, Gods she hoped not. It always made her so uncomfortable. She knew his DJ career was taking off, she just hated when the fans recognized him.
"What were you saying?" she asked innocently, praying silently that this woman didn't know his music. She wanted a nice night out with her husband, not one where their waitress was his biggest fan. Thank the Gods she was pregnant, she was gorgeous, but at least it seemed she had someone back home.