She smelled it before she saw it.
The mouthwatering aroma of freshly prepared food wafted a path through the bar and towards them.
Heads turned, the way they did when Emmaline made her entrance, except that instead of looks of judgemental disdain, the pizza got looks of envy.
Emmaline bounced a little in her seat in anticipation of finally getting some food.
But nothing could have prepared her for the fantastic presentation and how enticing it smelled.
She hasn't even put anything in her mouth yet!
Technically, she hadn't ordered anything very special, but even the fries were garnished nicely, the pizza looked like art and the chicken wings were begging to be devoured.
Every eye was on Emmaline as she picked up a chicken wing and moaned in delight as she bit into it.
She thought she heard a whimper come from one of the tables.
