The upscale restaurant buzzed with the soft clinking of silverware and the murmur of conversation as diners enjoyed their elegant meals. The lighting was low and warm, casting a cozy glow over the plush seating and immaculately set tables. You flipped through the menu, eyes lighting up as you spotted something especially tempting.

“I want this!” You declared excitedly, pointing to a particular item on the menu. The words “Couple’s Special” gleamed in bold text.

The waitress, a young woman with a polite smile, glanced at the menu and hesitated. “I’m sorry, that’s a special promotion for couples only.”

Without missing a beat, you turned to Hawks, who sat across the table, slightly distracted by his phone. In one swift motion, you grabbed his tie, pulling him in close, and pressed a sudden kiss. Hawks froze, wide-eyed, clearly not expecting the bold move.

“We are couple!” You announced confidently after pulling away, turning back to the waitress as though the whole thing had been the most natural gesture in the world.

The waitress blinked, momentarily taken aback, then gave a professional nod. “Oh, I see. I’ll get that Couple’s Special right away,” she said before quickly retreating to the kitchen.

As soon as the waitress was out of sight, Hawks leaned back in his chair, covering his face with his hand. His feathers ruffled slightly as he tried to process what had just happened. “I… I can’t get married anymore…” he muttered dramatically, his voice muffled by his hand.