Extend the Story - Add a Room

"Yes sir my lady and i will have a serve each of the meatballs both with cheese, and a white wine, thankyou" you reply glaring at him slightly.

Nodding the waiter wanders off towards the kitchen.

Suddenly the table is awkward, as you both just stare at your hands.

"I'm lactose.." Suddenly Catrina's voice broke out in barley more than a whisper.

Fuck you think, suddenly your apologising profusely to her, and she's waving it off saying it's okay, and soon enough your both talking a bit more naturally, and your starting to enjoy your time with her, and soon enough you've both had dinner and three wines each, and your giggling out the door to the theatre.

As you reach the theatre you both head straight for the counter, what do you do?

Just pick yourself without asking her