Harri chuckled. "That sounds like a great idea to me. Jack will be so happy." He looked at the menu and nodded. "I think I'll have spaghetti. It's my favorite food in the world, pretty much." Her New Yorker comment made him laugh loudly. A full-on, backwards-head-tilt laugh. "You're going to make me blush."
Carefully, he stood up. "I'll go put that order in and then the waitress that I drew from a hat this morning, Karen, will serve us." He grinned and went off to the machine, coming back only a few short minutes later.
Karen, equally as speedily, came with their food and drinks. She smiled almost as much as her boss. Harri thanked her and she slightly skipped away. "So, what would you like to talk about?" He took a sip of his tea. How are things at La Cassa Austin?"