Frank realized as he craned his neck to try and see Alice's face, that he wasn't terribly hungry. He wasn't really thinking about his stomach. Or anything that wasn't Alice. He glanced at his menu and then up at her. His view was blocked, of course. He simply smiled.
"Alice?" He spoke to the back of her menu. "You want to get out of here?"
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