"What do you want to take?" —asked the waiter who was about to attend the table he shared with Alec.
"What do you want, Scar?" "Alec kindly questioned, like all the gentleman he is.
"A lemonade would be fine," I replied blushing.
"I want the same thing too," he added. The waiter nodded and, with his orders in the small notebook he had with him, went to bring them his order. So what do you want to talk about at our appointment?
"It's not a date," I muttered in dismay.
"Yes, it is. "The prince nodded many times.
"Stop saying that, I know you do it bet to make me blush," I said, hiding behind the small vase on the table.
"You discovered me. —Alec River—. But, even so, it is still a quote... of many that there will be.
"No... "I was interrupted by the arrival of the waiter with his lem
