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She put her hands on her hips, her eyes sparkling back and forth between us "Is this your girlfriend?"

"Subtle, Flori This is my friend Bella Bella, this is Flori,not to sirlfriend," Flori declared "You’re all dressed up"

"If I lied and said she was, could we get some food?"

"You are no fun at all, you know that?" But her expression said the opposite She looked at Rafe with hero worship in her eyes

"Flori, bring us a couple of beers, and leave your order pad" To rabbed the pad out of her apron pocket and then gave her a little shove toward the back

She sighed, taking the pencil fro it on the table "Fine But I’irlfriend" Then she flounced away

Rafe looked at ht this would be a quick way to score some food But I may have miscalculated"

"I think she’s hysterical"

"That’s one word for it" He took the pencil and began scribbling on the pad "I’, okay? You can pick out the dishes that appeal to you"

"You’re going to tip ht?" Flori had reappeared She held on to the beers for collateral, waiting for Rafe’s answer

He raised one dark eyebrow "You think I’d stiff you? Really?"

She put the bottles down "You never sit at a table, so how do I know? Papi says he’ll comp your food but not the beer"