"Yeah, they nailed that in the head!"

"It's... amazing, really. The smell, the taste, the lighting..."

You and Jack continue the small talk.

The food arrives, and you start eating it.

You laugh at each other's jokes.

And as the conversation dies down, Jack looks to the side. He seems to want to say something.

"..."

"(insert your name here)..."

"I... have a confession to make."

"I don't come here for the dustybee honey, I don't come here for the amazing smells... I don't even come here because it's the only restaurant in town!"

... your heart starts to beat faster.

"I... came here for..."

You lean in.

"You."

Joy fills you. This is what you've always wanted. To be with Jack.

Jack leans in, as you lean in further.

You're so close, you can feel his breath. (It smells like tuna.)