Eric watched the waiter approach, an eyebrow lifted. He spared a quick glance to Baba and smiled at her, then returned his gaze to the help and shook his head.
"No thank you. I prefer mine fresh."
It wasn't only that, though. It was the idea of having Baba and somebody else together later. He wanted to have a full appetite for that.
He waited for them to be alone again before he looked at his wife. "I like this idea of yours, to find a toy to take home and play with. Did you have somebody in mind? Somebody here? Or elsewhere?"