Peter carefully unpacked the takeout box containing the fish and paired it with the freshly arrived beer from room service. Approaching, Katherine said, "Come on, it's time to eat."
Marshall took a few more quick looks at her because of her contagious optimism.
Pulling out a chair, Katherine took a cross-legged seat. "This restaurant serves plump crabs," she added, tearing off one of the crab's legs. She then gave it a taste.
Marshall took another glance at Katherine. All of a sudden, he remembered the moment at Grant's place when Katherine was eating. Katherine had good manners back then. She was quite ladylike; she spoke softly and ate in little bites.
When Peter saw it, he was incredulous. "Hey, can't you wash your hands before you eat?" he exclaimed.
Glancing at Peter, Katheri
