“Ahh,” Melinda smiled at Viktor’s teasing. ”I like this place already.” Not just because it meant that she would most likely have lunch for tomorrow, but because of the atmosphere here, the smells, the chattering in the background, and mostly… because of the way Viktor appeared to relax here.
Melinda read along in the menu as Viktor explained. Though she could read what it said, his descriptions of the various dishes were more thorough and she actually had an idea about what she was ordering when she put her menu down. “The bob chorba,” she said with a nod having made her decision. “I keep coming back to that one and it just sounds so delicious.”