We walked the rest of the way back to the car, turned on the gps from her phone so we could find the quickest way there and were off. The gps took us down streets we wouldn't normally go down but we seemed to be moving along fast so I was ok with it, not to mention we saw some more places we might wanna visit later, like the aquarium, or the mini-golf place, or comedy club, man this side of town has everything, looks like we'll be spending a lot more time over here.
When we finally arrived at the restaurant it was exactly as we expected it to be, packed. The line was going around the corner. We got there with five minutes to spare and hurried in before they even had a chance to give our table away. There were two lines, one full of people and one that had one couple in it, we figured the one with the one couple was the reservation line and went to it just as the other couple were leaving to go sit down.
“Good evening and welcome to MELT, may I have your name please,” the host said.
“Yeah, Stevens, table for two please,” I said trying to sound older than I was.
He scanned the paper for a while, making us think that we weren't on the list, then perked up at the last minute. “Ahh here we are, Stevens for two. May I see your ID's please?”
We looked at him weird, having never been asked to show ID in a restaurant before.
“Its to make sure you are who you say you are, people will do anything for a table here.”
“Oh ok,” I said as we pulled out our ID's and showed them to him. “The food is that good that people will go through all that trouble just for a table?”
“Believe it or not. We've had someone try to impersonate Lady Gaga down to the tee. The hair, the makeup, the clothes, the whole nine, even those crazy shoes she wears.”
“Wow,” we both laughed. “Well we should get in and see what all the fuss is about,” Rita said.
“Not a problem. Your table is the one by the window in the fourth row, are you fine to get there or would you like me to escort you there?”
“You'd better escort us, I don't wanna get kicked out for sitting at the wrong table,” I said.
“Wouldn't be the first time it happened,” he laughed. “Ok, right this way.”
He walked us through the crowd of tables until we reached ours, which showed a great view out of the window we were sat next to. The host helped Rita sit down before handing us two menus and heading back to his podium in front of the restaurant.
“Ok, it is a little classy with the tables and the view, but everything else seems normal,” Rita said.
I looked down at my menu to see what she was talking about and got it almost right away, the food was pretty normal for a restaurant. They had steaks, pasta, seafood, salads, and even burgers, they had burgers! A lot of people here weren't even dressed up, they were casual, but it costs you an arm and a leg to get in, must be some pretty damn good food.
“You figure out what you want?” I asked.
“Yep. Everything looks so good, but I don't wanna be greedy.”
“It all does look good. We can get something different each time we come.”
“If we can ever get back in,” Rita laughed.
“All the tables aren't even being used, and all those people are still waiting outside.”
“I guess they're getting all the people with reservations in first, then everyone else.”
“Yep, because they're starting to let some of them in. How did we not hear about this place?”
“Because we were too busy sneaking around and fucking each other silly to notice,” she grinned.
“Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that,” I laughed.
We talked for a few more minutes then a waitress made her way through the tables and right to ours. “Hi I'm Kristen and I'll be your waitress this evening. Have you decided on what to eat?”
Rita looked at her a second longer than usual and checked her menu again before responding. “Yeah I think I wanna try the 16oz. Sirloin steak, well done, with the baked potato and corn on the cob.”
“And for you sir?”
“I'll have the same except in place of corn on the cob I'll have macaroni and cheese,” I laughed.
“Something I said sir?”
“Yeah you keep calling me sir, sounds like you're talking to my father.”
“They make us say it to everyone, makes me feel weird too.”
“Well you can skip us, just call me Randy, and this is Rita.”
“Nice to meet you, I'll just take those menus and be back as soon as your food is ready.”
“Ok thanks,” I said as she took the menus and walked away, then turned to look at Rita giving me the eye (the look women give you when they think you're up to something).
“What!”
“I saw you flirting with her, you're not slick.”
“Me? What about you staring at her chest like she didn't have a shirt on?”
“You can't prove it.”
“I was sitting right here!”
“Nope, not good enough, you lose.”
“I'm eating your corn on the cob.”
“Then I'm eating your steak.”
“How is that an even trade?”
“Because it... ooooooh nice try, trying to get me to change the subject.”
“Dammit, well it it almost worked, you're just too smart for me.”
“Sarcasm won't work either.”
“Ok then I'm smarter.”
“No I'm... you sneaky bastard,” she laughed.
“I try. So what do you think Chris and Stephanie are doing?”
“Besides each other? Stephanie's getting a fresh pedicure as we speak.”
“You girls are evil for doing that, using sex as a weapon.”
“Guys shouldn't make it so easy then.”
“I think I'm gonna start doing that. I get what I want or no sex for you.”
“You already get what you want. How does that sound, “have sex with me or I won't have sex with you”, really Randy?” Rita laughed.
“Its not always about sex you nympho, I could've been talking about video games or something.”
“But we both know you weren't.”
“I coulda been.”
“But you weren't.”
“Punk.” Yeah, great comeback.
We messed around for a little while longer then the waitress came to our table with our food, and man, it looked about as perfect as you could make food look. The steaks were huge, plump, and juicy, the baked potatoes was cooked perfectly, her corn on the cob looked good and my macaroni and cheese looked right out of a tv spot.
“Here you are guys, hope you enjoy,” Kristen said as she sat both plates down.
“This looks amazing,” I said eagerly.
“That's what everyone says their first time here, which is why this place is so popular.”
“We might have to order some to go,” Rita followed.
“Yeah they say that too, well I'll let you guys enjoy your food, flag me if you need anything.”
She smiled as she walked to another table and we looked down at our gorgeous plate of food like we hadn't eaten in days, not wasting any time and going right in to the best plate of food we'd ever had. The steak was so juicy and perfectly cooked it felt like sex for your mouth. We were eating so fast we almost forgot to savor the food, so about halfway through we finally slowed down to enjoy it.
“We definitely have to come back here, dad NEVER made a steak this good!” Rita said.
“I know! I don't know how they do it but we're definitely coming back.”
“And to think Stephanie and Chris knew about this place and didn't say anything, just wait till the next time we see them.”
“What's gonna happen?”
“I don't know, but I'll think of something, nothing sexual if that's what you're getting at.”
“Why does it always have to be sex first?”
“Because you're a guy and guys always think sex first.”
“That's a stereotype, like if I was to say all girls think money first.”
“Not all women are goldiggers...”
“And not all men are dicks...”
“But men have more labels on them than women.”
“What! That's a horrible lie!”
“Really? Name one stereotype women have that has nothing to do with sex.”
“They can't drive worth a damn.”
“Everyone says that, not true. Pick another.”
“The blonde.”
“Definitely not true, sometimes. Pick another.”
“They shop way too much.”
“We do not!”
“Where's mom and Aunt Lisa at right now?”
“That's just a coincidence.”
“They went shopping five times this week, its Tuesday!”
“Women love to shop, is that a crime?”
“It should be. You never stick to your plans.”
“What do you mean “stick to our plans?”
“Ok, if a man says hes going to the store to buy a pair of shoes, he goes to the mall, goes to the store with the shoes he wants, and he BUYS A PAIR OF SHOES AND LEAVES! CASE CLOSED! If a woman says shes going to the store to buy a purse she goes to the mall, goes into every store on the way to the purse and buys everything, go buy the purse, then go shopping some more.”
“That is completely wrong.”
“No its not and you know it. Man, go to mall for shoes, 38 minutes, $75, leaves with shoes, period. Woman, go to mall for purse, 4 hours and 17 minutes, leaves with four new outfits comma, new ipod case comma, three pairs of flip flops comma, a hat that someone famous was wearing that they just had to have comma, PURSE... comma, not period, a bajillion new wrist things comma, new makeup comma, and finish off with getting something just because it was on sale, now period.”
“Don't try to act like you have us all figured out, not all women are like that.”
“But most are.”
“Men aren't any better with the sizing up every woman that walks past them.”
“All men don't do that.”
“But a lot of em do. “Damn she has some big titties! She got big titties and a big ass! She got big titties, a big ass, and she kinda dumb, jackpot!”
“Hahaha, what kind of men you been hanging around?”
“Any man would fit into that description.”
“Even me?”
“You're in the 6% of men who don't do that.”
“Its gotta be higher than that.”
“Nope, 6%, and I'm being generous.”
I laughed as I took my last bite of steak. “So what do you wanna do when we get out of here?”
“I wanna go back to that store with the...” She stopped talking when she realized she'd been set up, that and me laughing at her. “That still doesn't mean anything.”
“How did all this come about anyway?”
“Talking about Stephanie and Chris, nothing good ever comes from thinking about them.”
“Yeah, we still need to beat their ass for not telling us about this place.”
“Its too bad they won't let us leave with anything, that was so good I'd stay for another round if I wasn't so full.”
“Me too. We should leave though, we're getting low on time in the day left.”
Rita looked at her phone to see it was 9:00. “Only three hours left, we can make it work.”
I waved over Kristen and asked her for the bill and paid or it with the money mom gave me, and gave Kristen what I assumed was a real generous and expected tip from mom.
“Thank you so much, I hope you guys enjoyed the food,” Kristen said.
“We did, and we'll definitely be back,” I said as we got up to leave.
“I'll save a table for you, come back soon,” she said as we waved and walked out the door.
We left out the restaurant and Rita took my hand in hers and started walking in the opposite direction of where the car was again, checking out some more sights.
“Looks like we got somebody on the inside now,” Rita said.
“No you can't bring her home with us,” I joked.
“I wasn't going to, but now that you said I can't I have to do it,” she said as she faked going back towards the restaurant.”
“Nice try, get over here,” I said as I pulled her by the arm into me.
She smiled looking me right in the eyes. “And if I don't?”
“Then I'll go in there and get her for myself.”
“I don't think so, nobody kisses my manz but me.”
“What about mom and Aunt Lisa?”
“They're grandfathered in.”
“I don't think they'll like that you said that.”
“Then you better not tell em.”
“What do I get in return?”
She took my hands and put one on her tit and the other on her ass.”Your pick.”
“You're just gonna let me feel you up in public like this? You know I won't move my hands.”
“I won't move em either, they don't know us, plus I like us being noticed as a couple finally.”
We just stood there, not paying attention to anyone around us, or anything, just us, me groping her, and her smiling right back at me while I fondled her in public. “Having fun Randy?”
“As a matter of fact I am.”
“Just wait until later.”
Her crooked devious smile peaked my interest. “What's gonna happen later?”
As I said that we rounded a corner and saw a big fountain lit up in the night sky. “Randy look at that! Come on lets go take some pictures by it.”
We sped walked all the way to the fountain dodging between all the people that crowded the sidewalk. When we got there she immediately sat down directly in front of where the water pours out at and struck several different poses. I took that as my cue to take out my phone and started snapping away. I took so many pictures throughout the day I ran out of memory about 15 snaps in, so Rita gave me her phone, I wouldn't be taking pictures in front of the fountain so it was fine with me. I kept snapping pictures until her phone ran out on memory like mine did and sat down on the fountain next to her.
“How did both of us go through our entire memory?”
“Not counting all the songs we have, we did take over a million pictures today.”
“Well at least we got some good shots in.”
We sat there just looking out into the street when we heard rumbling, and looked up to see rain clouds had crept in, but they didn't look that bad so we decided to stay.
“Hey look, we could use those mechanical cameras pointing at the fountain,” Rita said.
“Yeah those are the professional ones that's supposed to work in any weather. It takes good night shots, zooms in for you, backs out, takes out the red eye, even crops it for you, it does almost everything you'd do, but it costs like $15.00 for ten minutes to use, complete ripoff.”
“Do the pictures come out really good?”
“From what I hear yeah, you pick em up in I'm guessing that booth over there, like how Cedar Point does when you get off the roller coaster, it cost like ten bucks a picture though.”
“Well I wanna try it anyway, its only ten dollars.”
“On a picture?”
“Don't forget we just spent over a hundred dollars on candy.”
“Oh yeah, well now it seems like nothing. Why not.”
I put a ten dollar bill in the one closest to us and went to sit down next to Rita who was waiting patiently for the camera to start taking pictures. When the red light blinked on and the camera started taking pictures she grabbed on to me, looking at the camera with my face touching hers, kissing my cheek, acting like she was falling in the water, just having fun. I reciprocated by doing the superhero face with my hands and picking her up wedding style and acted like I was gonna throw her in the water, making her squirm and hop down. The camera still flashing, I looked at it for a second before looking back at Rita who had her eyes locked dead on me smiling.
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” I responded without hesitating one bit.
In that brief moment we had forgotten where we were, who we were around and even what we were doing. The only thing that mattered at that moment was us. As she moved her arms around my neck I didn't wait for her to lean up, I brought my head down to her and kissed her. As my lips melted into hers, everything around us disappeared. No cars, no people, no bright flashing from the camera, just the feel of her soft lips pressed into mine, her arms holding tight around my neck, and the crisp sound of the fountain splashing behind us. I was in awe of the moment, we were kissing in public, and not just any kiss, the most romantic kiss we've ever shared. The way she moaned in my mouth and held on to me told me she was thinking the exact same thing. We were so lost in the moment that we forgot to pay attention to our surroundings, not noticing that everyone had disappeared from the area, but it came clear when we felt that first rain drop, then another, then one more, and before you know it, it was pouring down heavily. I broke the kiss for a second to look at...