The waitress served our food. My choice was spaghetti and meat balls. I tried to smile at the good doctor, who was now avoiding all eye contact. To make matters worse, as I raised a forkful of spaghetti loaded with tomato sauce and a meat ball, the whole wad fell onto my white blouse.
"Some water might help," Elliot suggested.
"Where was my napkin? It was on the floor. I disappeared from view to retrieve it. As I raised my head, he was looking at me. Nervously, I dipped my napkin into a glass…
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