A simple questionaire after sampling her menu.

Fiona pulls out a sheet of paper which appears to be a list of 5 questions with 10 star rating options and a review spot below each question. The questions appear to be blank and there doesn't appear to be too much more than a little fine print at the bottom. You go to reach for the page with a befuddled look on your face. She unbuttons the top buttons of her pants suit drawing your attention and pulls a pen from her pushed up D rack. She spins the pen over to you and leans her elbows on the desks with her hands on her chin, flaunting her chest. The sight sends blood gushing to your dick but you try to look down at the papers quickly to regain your composure. Fiona states, "My chef always has hot samples ready to go at all times and I don't think you have any dietary restrictions Sugah, do you?"

You look up and again are drawn into Fiona's displayed cleavage briefly before you bring up your gaze to her gorgeous face and start to say, "N..No...but what...". Fiona interrupts you as she postures up and more sternly says, "Mr. Sugah, I've got clients this afternoon and this sampling offer will take around 35 minutes, 5 minutes to sample each item and then a couple minutes for the review. This is the only time I will give you this choice. Please sign and lets get started." You only have to think for a few moments to realize you don't have much of an option here. A little food to save your wedding from massive awkwardness.