“What can I get you?”
“I want a date.”
Caroline frowned. “Do you mean the date nut bread or the date bars? We have both.”
“I don’t mean either one.” He smiled so beatifically that Caroline wanted to hit him. “I want you to give me a date that we can get married.”
He didn’t bother to lower his voice, so several customers' heads swiveled their way.
“I’ll bring you the date bars. They’re good.”
Caroline hustled away and returned with the date bars and some coffee. “Here.” She put a ticket down beside him and ran away before he could try to talk to her.
Wes ate the date bars and drank his coffee. He looked at his bill and called, “Caroline, I'm ready to pay.”
Caroline was making a mess of the egg salad anyway, so she dried her hands and went to take his money. “That’ll be ”
Wes placed a folded five dollar bill in her hand. “Keep the change.”
“You’re the last of the big tippers, Wes.” She went to the register to put the money away, but when she unfolded the five, a diamond ring fell out into the change in the register drawer.