Bill made an unhappy face, but set to work on the veggies.

"An' here I thought we were friends."

Despite all his complaining, he really didn't suffer all that much through the vegetables. The restaurant had cooked them up right, so they weren't actually that bad.

Setting his fork down after the last green thing was gone from his plate, he leaned back in his seat and drained the last of his Coke.

"Alright, now what kind of desserts does this place have?"