The Post-Valentine's Dinner Ditch!

Currently Playing on the neighbor's radio: "May Minamahal" by Erik Santos

I was 11 minutes late when I arrived in Ayala. I forgot to advise the cab driver that I would need to go down at the mall's main gate. He dropped me at the Business Center side instead, so I have to run across the mall to get to our meeting place. Josh's already at Oh, George! 15 minutes before our meeting time, he was pleasantly seated at the inside corner of the busy restaurant. I fell inlove with their carbonara the first time Consuelo brought me here. I know it's not an ideal place for dating that's why I suggested the place.

Josh, who seemed to be alright with my tardiness, looks gorgeous and adorable on his dark gray polo. He was always this pleasant-looking stud who always looks fresh as if he just got out from shower all the time. He smiled and tried not to look surprised with my presence on a plain F&H tangerine tee and jeans and sneakers. "Oh, George! I forgot this is a date!"

As usual, I had my caesar salad, carbonara and 2 cans of rootbeer. I was able to convince Josh to try their chicken fillet mignon and his own plate of carbonara. He glamorously devoured his food with Iced Jasmine Tea. I tried to be natural most of the time to avoid awkward moments. We took our dinner for about an hour, exchanging casual questions and answers trying to get a flow. I tried to be casual as much as possible. There were times that he would stop talking and look at me and I would look at other people and comment or look at my plate and play with the table knife. At the time when the waitress dished-out the table, I suggested to him that we share a slice of chocolate cake which he find so cute and sweet and I find it short I wanna order another slice. As I have promised, it was going to be my treat but Josh insisted to pay for the bill. I suggested we chafe-in but he asked me to pay for the movie tickets instead. As soon as we leave Oh, George! my heart begins to pound 11 times per second.