Project Quantum Leap. What was supposed to be a brilliant technological step forward - turned to ruin.

You don't see Al very much anymore. He's always in the imaging chamber trying to help Sam. Even when you do see him, he's tired. A little distant. You still make time for each other, but recent events have caused an undeniable strain on you both. That's why he took it upon himself to organise dinner tonight.

It was a little Italian restaurant. Red checkered tablecloths, candlelight, and you're pretty sure the place is family owned. Proper cliché.

Al sits across from you, intently examining the menu - half out of interest, and half out of hope that you'll speak first.