"I'll have to prepare myself," Orsino commented sardonically. A few minutes more of braving the cold and idle chatter, and they bustled through the front door of the restaurant.
Given the time, it was predictably full of people on their lunch breaks, at casual meetings, or catching up with friends. It was also blessedly warm. It didn't take very long for a pretty young hostess to seat them towards the back of the room. Though her eyes lingered on both of them perhaps a bit longer than was necessary, Orsino and Donaghan were soon enough left to themselves with a few menus and glasses of water.
Attempting to stave off Donaghan's digging, Orsino perused the menu pointedly. "This is bad...I don't know what I want, and quite frankly I'm tempted to order several meals' worth."