Anakin had searched DC for a restaurant that his pregnant wife would enjoy and settled on a place that made
fried chicken, but in an expensive way.
After all, they didn't leave Juliet with the highly trained, very lethal nanny droid all that often, so going to McDonald's to celebrate Rory's birthday would just not do.
Well, if Anakin was honest, that would wait for the ride home when Rory decided she needed three pies and a shake for an after-dinner snack.
He flipped through the menu and smiled across the table at his wife. "So should we just order one of everything?"