A Special Occasion
“This restaurant is lovely, Harold.”
“Isn’t it? I really should come here more often.”
“Oh, I don’t know what to pick! It all looks so good...”
“The lobster thermidor is quite stunning.”
“I don’t know, lobster?”
“Get whatever you want, my dear. Price is no object. Just to see you smile is worth any price.”
“Harold, if you weren’t so smooth about it, a girl might suspect you of throwing your money around.”
“Then it’s a good thing I’m so smooth,” he said, placing one hand on hers. She smiled brightly.
That’s when the first zombie smashed through the window.
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