The waiter approached with a polite smile. "Table for three?"
"Yes, please," Alina said, returning the smile warmly.
They were guided to a cozy corner table by the window, where sunlight glowed across the glass jars filled with wildflowers. Georgia slipped into the seat beside Alina, leaving Dante across from them.
When the menus arrived, Alina scanned through quickly, humming under her breath. "Alright, Georgia's vegetarian, so let's see…" she murmured thoughtfully. "I'll get one roasted vegetable lasagna for you, and maybe some garlic bread on the side?"
Georgia nodded eagerly. "Oh, yes please! And maybe an iced lemonade too."
Alina turned to Dante next. "What about you, sir?"
Dante leaned back in his chair, not even glancing at the menu. "You can order for me," he said simply.
Alina blinked. "You're trusting me with your food?"
His lips curved faintly. "I trust your judgment."
