Leander pushed his plate away and Viviana gulped. She didn't know what angered him.
"I…" she started to speak, but then she gulped as his eyes ended up on her. He looked scary.
"I like the food here. The chef's a great chef. The food tastes nothing less than a Micheline star restaurant. I know because I had the chance to eat at one of those restaurants… one that had three stars…" she was so nervous she rubbed her thighs. "This guy I was introduced to by a friend on a blind date… he brought me…for a date…" she cleared her throat as his eyes turned menacing.
She was trying not to throw the chef in the kitchen under the bus, but now she had angered him more for some reason.
