My mother briefly looked at me and smiled, before returning her attention back to the waitress.
“That sounds lovely. Can we pick later?”
“Of course,” the waitress replied, collecting our menus. “Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Do you mind if I ask you a question?” my mother asked the waitress.
“Of course.”
“What makes you think we’re a couple?”
The waitress suddenly looked dumbfounded. “I assumed you were couple because of the way you two had been looking at each other all night. Did I make a mistake? I apologize if I did.”
My mother smiled at the young waitress. “No. There’s no mistake. Thank you.”
The waitress gave another nice smile before leaving. As soon as the waitress turned around, my mother and I gave each other a surprised look, like we were holding back our laughter.
“Did that just happen?” I asked my mother.
“Apparently so. I certainly wasn’t expecting anyone to think that we were a couple.”
“She did have a point though. You’re dressed like you’re on a date.”
“Are you talking about these?” my mother said, gesturing towards her cleavage.
“Yeah,” I awkwardly replied.
She briefly looked down at herself. “I know, it’s a little provocative. I bought it a few days ago.”
“It looks great on you.”
“Thanks. Plus you’ve been glancing at my cleavage since we got here. That’s definitely a good sign.”
When my mother finally acknowledged that she knew I had been looking at her cleavage, I felt like I wanted to crawl under a rock.
“What did you expect?” I shrugged. “That dress is eye catching.”
She smiled, “Don’t be so uptight. We’re here to have a good time, right?”
“Yeah.”
“If that’s the case, do you have any other plans tonight?”
I was surprised that my mother asked if I had plans. She obviously wanted to do stuff after dinner.
“No plans,” I simply replied.
“Then how about we go to the theater after this? There’s a movie I really want to watch. It’s a French erotic thriller. It’s screening for a limited time only. Are you interested?”
Deep down, I was relieved. It was only a movie, and an erotic thriller too. I was glad we didn’t have to do any weird date night activities.
I nodded. “Sure, that sounds cool. I actually love those kinds of movies.”
“You don’t mind that it’s French right? You realize that there’s going to be subtitles, don’t you?”
“Do you think I only watch action & horror movies?” I asked with a smile.
She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize that you had grown to become a more sophisticated person.”
“What can I say? I’m a sophisticated guy.”
“Good. The movie is supposed to be intelligent & artistic, which I really like. But I have to warn you, apparently there are some overly explicit sex scenes in the movie.”
“That doesn’t bother me at all,” I smiled again.
“Then it’s settled. We’re officially on a date.”
“A date huh? Are you sure you’re up for that? You’ve had a lot to drink already. You’ve been sipping wine all evening.”
She raised her glass and took another sip. “Believe me, I have a very high tolerance for alcohol. I can drink more than most men, and I still won’t feel drunk.”