He looked down at the menu then back at up at Rose. He didn't want this dinner to get awkward. Not that he really had a choice there. Everything they said seemed to be basic. 'Great food', 'sounds good'. Maybe it was just him but the evening was going off to a very strange start.
"Ros.," he started to say as the waitress walked over asking the both what they wanted to order. He looked at Rose then to the waitress and ordered his usual which was the half a sandwich and soup of the day.
He waited for Rose to order then spoke, "Rose you remember how I was cut off that day on the beach?"