L is for the way you look at me, O is for the only one I'm not paying attention to...
WHO: Ivan and Al
WHEN: Tuesday the 14th
WHERE: A fancy restaurant called The Melting Pot.
WHAT: Valentine's Day is the perfect day to spend with your significant other being completely silent except to explicitly comment that the bickering couple across from you will once day be seeing you in your psychiatry practice. Wait, no. That's not right...
"They're not going to last," Ivan commented from over the nest his laced fingers made for his chin. Alfred sat across from him, under dressed as far as Ivan's wardrobe was concerned, but it was mostly that smile that made up for his lack of a tuxedo... isn't that what people wore to fancy restaurants on Valentine's Day?
"She keeps raising her voice at him, and otherwise they have not said a word to each other the whole time they have been here. I expect this is their last attempt at rekindling. Couples seem to think there is something like that Christmas magic in Valentine's Day when it comes to relationships... do you agree?"