His bark is worse than his bite – but his breath, that’s completely
her fault. She keeps feeding him leftover prosciutto.

Darling, I’m a little concerned about all the secondhand
carbs we’re inhaling with our skinny lattes.

Her serves are great. Ground strokes, superb.
It’s her social faults that keep letting her down.

I suppose a champagne fountain would have been OTT.
This is much nicer.

I’m pretty sure anyone who likes action movies doesn’t
get enough action in their real lives

The thing I love about this place is the attention to detail.
See how the waiter keeps refilling our wine glasses without
being asked?