He cleared his throat and stared back at me. "What are you doing here? Girls shouldn't be out late at night." His brows lowered, showing his disapproval.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Yet here you are."
"But I'm a guy. It's different." He closed the gap between us in two steps. "What're you getting?"
I showed him my five bucks as I replied, "French fries."
Phraser shook his head and let out a deep sigh. He reminded me a lot of Steven when he saw me being silly but was too tired to scold me. "Come on." He nudged his head towards one of the empty tables on the back of the restaurant. "I'll give you some chips."
I glanced over at the blonde lady. It looked like she was going to take a while considering she was a bit drunk and kept saying she wanted pizza. I turned to Phraser who was waiting for me nearby the self-service counter and walked to him.
