Jalia laughed softly at Sophia's statement, and smiled at her. "Of course he is." She smiled at Josh's cheeks turning a slight shade of pink.
"Yes, we did. Actually, Sophia did. There's this restaurant where she likes to eat every time she comes to Boston, and I told her we could go. It is Italian, I hope you like it."
Sophia eyed her older sister, and tilted her head slightly. "Thanks for putting all the pressure of the restaurant on me, Jal. I appreciate it. Now if he hates it, he may not like me..."