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off.”
    “So
tell me,” Jason spoke slyly, “you say Misty is one of your best and easiest
going waitresses; do all your best and easiest going waitresses dump food on
the customers?”
    The
manager frowned slightly, looking up as if searching her memory. “She did dump
food on you once, didn’t she?” she asked then her frown turned into a smile. “I
remember a little later that evening walking in on you and your sister,” she
said, switching her gaze over to Misty. “You were both giggling and you said
something about how good ‘that guy’ looked with his ‘flowing locks of
spaghetti.” She laughed and shook her head.
    Misty
smiled but looked a bit uneasy, however this was all new news to Jason; he
wanted to hear more of it.
    “I
really don’t know what happened that night,” the older lady went on. “She never
spilled any food or even a drink before or after that night. I guess fate just
took over and decided that you two should be together.” She smiled at the
couple and let out a happy sigh. “I guess the Good Lord knew what he was up to
because y’all sure do make a fine couple.” With that
she leaned over and gave Misty a gentle hug.
    A man
approached behind the waitress and stood still. “This is Brent,” she said
introducing the young man after she became aware of his presence. “He’ll be
your waiter this evening.” Then with a smile she added, “But if there’s
anything I can do for you, just let me know.”
    After
the waiter took their drink orders and left, Jason and Misty began making small
talk. “She’s right,” Misty spoke. “We haven’t been here to eat in a while.” She
leaned closer to Jason and cocked a flirtatious eyebrow at him. “What made you
decide to take me here tonight?”
    The
truth? Jason had brought her to this place to trick her into believing that he
was the man he knew he was. One might say he’d arranged for a little
entertainment to go along with their food. Dinner and a show – It just didn’t
get any better than that.
    “I,
um,” Jason began, “I just started thinking about the other evening… you know,
about the new credit card and all.” He hadn’t realized making up an explanation
would lead to him apologizing for something she did wrong. “I just wanted to
make sure that, you know, we’re okay.”
    “Yes
Jason,” Misty smiled. “I think we’re okay.”
    Jason
knew that tonight was for nothing other than toying with her emotions. It was
about himself – getting what he wanted. As a result, a twinge of undeniable
guilt plagued his consciousness. However, at this point he was willing to do
almost anything to relive the thrill that their marriage had once shared. If a
little trickery was needed, a little trickery he would use.
    “Sure
is a pretty night,” Misty commented as she gazed along the edge of the roof, up
into the depths of heaven. “You can actually see a few stars from here.” She
drank in the awesome beauty of it all as she took a sip of her tea that had
just arrived at the table.
    Jason
stared blankly at the door that led into the restaurant, looking for someone
out of place or trying to give him a signal. That would likely be his
accomplice. He wondered if his guy would come from the door that led into the
restaurant or from the direction of the River Walk.
    Wham. Something slammed against the table and made Jason’s
heart jump almost as much as he did. With wide eyes and pounding heart, he gave
Misty, who had just set her cup down a bit too abruptly, a what-in-the-world
look. This whole scheme had him on edge.
    “I
was hoping that would get your attention,” she said with a dry smile. “You
haven’t heard a word I’ve said.”
    Jason
remembered she’d made some comment about seeing the stars, so he just went with
that, hoping it would save him.  “Yes, you can see the stars,” he said
without even glancing up.
    She
noticed his lack of interest and, with a bit of frustration beginning to edge
into her voice,