Payton fidgets with his wedding ring while waiting for your orders to be taken. He mentally recites your order to himself, since you aren't supposed to speak while your vocal cords heal. You love to talk, and he prefers to be quiet and listen, but for at least a month you two have had to switch roles A waitress approaches your table and Payton takes a deep breath before ordering. Your encouraging smile helps "H-hi, I'll have the signature sandwich with corn and a-a water to drink...and they'll have the chicken salad with a pink lemonade" The waitress writes down his order then gives him a judging expression before facing you "What do you want" Uh oh. She seems to think this is a controlling situation where Payton is ordering you something healthy. You shake your head and frantically look at him "O-oh uh they're not allowed to talk r-right now" He just made it worse...