Yes the meal goes well

By the end of the meal we had eaten a great deal of food and we were very full. We had also drank a couple of bottle of wine between us. As I paid for the bill, I reflected that perhaps getting drunk with Sarah was perhaps not the wisest idea. But we had just had such a good time, that I hadn't been thinking about the results.

Michael came back to take the bill. "Was everything to your liking Sir, miss?" Sarah hicced, I guess she wasn't actually used to getting drunk, "Yep! Everything was super. Super yummy, kinda like your sweet ass! ... Oops." Michael smiled, "All compliments are welcome miss." He took the money from me and we made our way out of the bistro.

The heat had abated and we could return more comfortably. Sarah's skipping had reduced to more of a meander. She did not go ahead this time though. She reached back and held my hand, swinging it back and forth. She turned to me "Do you like living in the Capital? Is it fun here?" I thought for a moment, "Yeah, Anna and I a really happy here. It's fun and lively and there is always something to do. Did you enjoy the meal?"

"Yes! It was really good. The food was great and the **** too. Ooo and Michael's ass was really sexy. I'd have loved to hit that! Hey John, I'm really enjoying myself. Let's keep drinking okay? We have the whole day to ourselves and no real plans."

I thought about it for a moment. Something was trying to tell me I shouldn't, but I had already entered the stage of drunk where drinking more seems like a good idea. "Sure, would you rather go to a bar, or head back to our place for a drink?