Night Out, Your Treat

Went out for dinner tonight and I am giving you my best pouty face because the food was taking forever. But I looked good waiting so I do not mind. Green jacket, hair all messy from the wind, sitting there like I own the place.

There is something about eating out at night that just feels different. The lights, the noise, the feeling of being somewhere instead of at home. I like it. I like dressing up a little and going somewhere even if it is just down the street.

Someone should take me out more often. I am very good company. I do not talk too much, I look great across the table, and I always order something reasonable. Unless you tell me to get whatever I want. Then all bets are off.