AM: "Pensacola, been there?"
RB: “Never. This table is very Haitian.”
AM: “They’re not rich, really. It’s the Italians that run this place. Serafina, TRITE. ”
RB: “(FORK TWIST) I wondered why we were eating all this Tiramisu for free.”
AM: “I’m Amanda. Why are you here? ”
RB: “Once a week, a meal on the house. All I have to do is wear these heels (RYANN) ”
AM: “Like the boy’s name? (I NEVER WEAR ‘EM. YOU’LL LEARN.) ”
RB: “Let’s hurry and finish before the Italians start dancing, please. ”
