"A booth please"

I reply, thinking that it is nicer to have a bit of privacy.

The waiter arrives, and Millie orders a bottle of Merlot with one glass only, I order a soda. The drinks arrive pretty quickly, and Millie takes a big sip of her wine saying:

"You are so the one driving us back tonight."

We talk for a while, the waiter comes and takes our order and we both order steaks, and then continue our conversation, which is mainly Millie talking.

Our steaks arrive, and they are absolutely delicious, so we finish them of rather quickly. The waiter arrives and clears our plates, asks if we want to see the dessert menu, but we both decline. However, as Millie still has about one third of her wine left, we ask for a bit of time to finish this up.

Unprompted, the waiter brings us a second glass with a wink, and while Millie pours wine in my glass he withdraws and gives us a bit of privacy.

Millie moves a bit closer to me, I can smell the **** on her breath, and I realise she is a bit drunk, and then I feel her hand on my thigh under the table and she asks me:

"So, Matt, what turns you on the most about me?"