You laugh as Nat makes a show of opening the restaurant door's, bowing as she does so. It was your birthday and she had used some of her savings to take you out for a special night. You told her that she didn't need to do that, but she had insisted. She wanted to treat you.

Nat leads you over to the table, pulling out the chair for you before sitting in her own seat. She smiles bashfully at you as she pulls out the menu.

"Are you having a good birthday so far, baby?" she asks, wincing slightly at the prices on the menu.