Re: Brian, Ellie, and Open - 4-Seat Booth
Wow. That went well. Except the part about her almost getting eaten by a vampire. They could circle back to that. "Sure," he said. Brian remembered he had Texas Pete and shook some into the corner of his plate so he could dip his eggs into it. "I don't want to steal your thunder, but if you tell me you're a were-grizzly, this conversation's over." The eggs disappeared into his mouth.