"Better late than never," he said. Fish, okay, fish was normal. Fish he could do. He tucked in, and it was delicious, but he hardly noticed. There was much sweeter fare to behold across the table.
"I'd ask you what you mean by that," he said, "but tonight is a night for surprises. I see no reason to rush dinner, though." That was a lie. He was rapidly reaching a point where he wanted to take her home right away, but food and atmosphere like this was entirely too nice - and expensive - to hurry through.