He opened the door for her. She liked that. She walked in ahead of him, and at the sight that awaited her, felt herself relax.
Iris was used to stress.....stress could be a good thing. Lately, though, she'd had a little bit too much. Alright.....far too much. She needed to be in a place that made her felt better, needed to be in company that made her feel better, needed some good food, and a beer. The pub fulfilled the first condition, and she was almost certain to have conditions three and four met as well.
She’d see about the second…..though an opinion on that was already forming. Iris scanned the place with satisfaction before turning back to Jamie. “You couldn’t have picked a better place. This is just right. Maybe even perfect, if they’ve got great food.”