BOOK FOUR: ALIEN DRAGON'S BRIDE
Megan's right knee banged against the diner's briefcase at one of her tables. She stifled a cry by forcing a fake smile on her face and said, "Welcome to Sal's Cafe, what can I get you two?"
The man gestured to the woman across the table, who then leaned over and covered his hand to show ownership. Megan rolled her eyes. Like she'd be interested in a guy she met here after three seconds.
"Do you have sparkling water?" Her petite nose crinkled. Megan was sure it was a high-end nose job. "It wasn't listed on the menu."
"No, sorry, just bottle water, coffee, tea, apple and cranberry juice, and sodas." Why did patrons think they had stuff that wasn't listed? The whole purpose of showing items on the menu was to get people to order them.
"Well, then an herbal tea with soy milk." She eased back into the booth.