Interlude — Dinner Date
Interlude — Dinner Date
ADONIS
Me: Come to dinner, Ms. Rose
Delilah: Who is this?
Knowing I programmed my contact info into her phone and she’s currently staring at it, I close my eyes, counting to five.
Me: Adonis
Delilah: How did you get this number?
Me: I know everything about you
Delilah: Way to ruin a joke by being a creep
Me: I don’t do jokes
Delilah: Surely, you can eat a meal without me
Me: Can. Don’t want to.
Delilah: You miss me? Is that why you’re being so needy?
Me: I just told you I don’t do jokes, Ms. Rose.
Me: And there’s nothing needy about telling you dinner is ready
Delilah: I prefer Delilah
Me: Then come to dinner, Ms. Delilah. Agnes made you steak and fries.
Me: I’m going to feed it to Titus if you don’t come down here in two minutes
Delilah: Using your dog to threaten me is low. And here I was thinking you were a better man than that
Me: No one has ever mistaken me for a better man, Delilah
Delilah: Why is there a rack of bathing suits in my room?
Me: So you have something to wear the next time you go swimming
I expect her to follow that crumb, but she hops to the next topic without following up.
Delilah: What did you do while I was at the doctors? Did you go to work or is it a secret?
Me: I’ll tell you when I see you downstairs
Delilah: Will you, really? Or are you just lying to get your way?
Me: It’s down to one minute now
Delilah: Say please
Me: Come downstairs or I’ll bring you down here myself
Delilah: Fine. I’m coming.