Raymart and Marigold entered the cozy restaurant and quickly ordered a lunch dish.
"Well, thank you for bringing me here," Marigold said, "but next time— let's just eat at a simple fast food place instead of a fancy restaurant like this."
"Don't worry, it's my treat, and okay, let's just go to a simple place soon, if that's what makes you comfortable," Raymart replied quickly and smiling.
"I'm just afraid my debt will grow if I let you spend things," Marigold replied shyly.
"All right, I'll just let you know if it's your debt or my simple treat as your husband," he winked and thanked the waiter who was serving them the food.
"Are you usually like that?" Marigold couldn't stop herself from asking him about his gestures.
"What are you implying then?" Raymart asks as he begins to eat the dish on his plate.
