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He fished a coin from his pocket and flicked it in the air. We watched as it twirled before landing on the ground. Allan quickly picked it up.
"Tails. Indian food it is." I clapped in victory.
"Great! I’ve read wonderful reviews about an Indian restaurant near here. I‘m sure we'll enjoy it."
We locked up the studio and made our way, leaving his car and walking to the restaurant.
As we settled into our seats, I looked through the menu while Allan seemed intrigued yet slightly unsure.
"What do you recommend, Liz?" Allan asked a light frown on his face.
"Well, we should try the Chicken Tikka Masala. It's a classic Indian dish with tender chicken pieces in rich tomato and cream sauce. And if you're feeling adventurous, we could also try the Vegetable Biryani, a flavorful rice dish with mixed vegetables and aromatic spices.”
Allan nodded, "That sounds interesting. I trust your judgment, so I'll go with the Chicken Tikka Masala. And how about you order the Vegetable Biryani so we can split them both?"
Whenever we tried out new food, we ordered different items from the menu and shared our meals.
It’s a win-win to try more than one meal.
We gave the waiter our orders and waited for our food.
Allan looked at me with a mischievous smile as we waited for food.
“So, Liz, how did your interview with Alex go?”
I blinked, remembering my evening interview with Alexander for my article.
I’d silently hoped he wouldn’t be the one to bring up the interview. I wanted the conversation to go at my pace.
"It was short. Alexander had business to attend to, so I only got to ask a few questions.
Allan leaned in, his curiosity evident.
"And?"
I shifted in my seat.
"Uh, well, he agreed to another interview with me next week. He wants me to see some projects he is working on downtown. He wants them in the article.”
"That's fantastic."
I smiled lightly and gulped from the glass of water before me.
Our food arrived, and the fragrant aroma filled the air. The colorful dishes looked appetizing, and I couldn't wait to dig in.
Our conversation flowed effortlessly as we savored the Chicken Tikka Masala and the Biryani flavors.
We talked about everything from art and work to our shared memories from College as we saw someone who looked like our classmate.
As we finished our meal, I felt a deep sense of contentment. The evening had been fantastic - from helping at the studio to trying Indian food for the first time. And sharing these moments with Allan made them even more special.
We left the restaurant; the night air felt crisp and refreshing.
Walking side by side, I realized how lucky I was to have Allan in my life. He’s more than a friend; he was my confidant, supporter, and the person who truly understood me best.
I felt ashamed I couldn't tell him what happened with Alexander. Or, at least, not yet.
"Hey, Allan," I began hesitantly. "I need your advice about something."
