"Well," Mona said politely, trying to ensure Nadine she'd made the right choice. "It seems really nice."
Mona thanked the waitress when she put down the menus (and then the water, and then the silverware, and then when she said she'd come back and take their order in a minute) and then looked back to Nadine. God, where to start? "You said you were brought here as a baby? By your mother?"