C29 Bread omlet

Ben looked at Dana’s expression which was similar to a lamb heading to a slaughter table. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head helplessly and passed the menu “Have a look at what you like.”

“It’s my treat so you order" Dana pushed the menu like a hot plate.

“Last time I ordered, so this time you order"

Ben sat back with his arms folded across his chest