[ it's good timing. these things aren't the easiest to talk about, especially not when you're not expecting them. another time maybe, but they've come here to enjoy themselves - the whiplash of drifting off into memory for any amount of time is always jarring and far from pleasant.
so when their food arrives, John lets the previous moment go, moves on.
there's the usual fussing and thanking as plates land, vegetables are brought over. sauces. John keeps up a casual friendly dialogue with the waiter: he's a semi-regular of this bar by now, and it's always nice to keep the staff in good spirits. plus it serves as a reset button, gives them both a bit of time to separate from the precious topic.
eventually they're alone again, tucking into food. John, forkful prepped and hovering, waits on the verdict of Thomas' first bite. ]
no subject
so when their food arrives, John lets the previous moment go, moves on.
there's the usual fussing and thanking as plates land, vegetables are brought over. sauces. John keeps up a casual friendly dialogue with the waiter: he's a semi-regular of this bar by now, and it's always nice to keep the staff in good spirits. plus it serves as a reset button, gives them both a bit of time to separate from the precious topic.
eventually they're alone again, tucking into food. John, forkful prepped and hovering, waits on the verdict of Thomas' first bite. ]
Make the right decision?
[ did they overcook it? ]