Emily stared at the menu and sighed. The food sounded delicious, but it was so overpriced. There was no way she could justify paying over the top prices just because her friends were going.
Samantha spotted her gazing at the photo of the brownie in the dessert section and placed a hand on Emily’s arm.
‘Don’t worry about the price,’ she said, ‘I’ll pay for yours.’
Emily smiled, but shook her head. ‘I can’t ask you to do that,’ she said.
‘Sure you can. Nobody needs to know. You can cover the taxi fare – it won’t be that much. Or you can buy me a drink sometime. Come on, it won’t be the same without you there.’
Emily looked up from the menu and caught Samantha’s eye.
‘Oh, all right,’ she gave in. ‘Thanks. I’ll pay you back, somehow. I promise.’
‘Like I said, don’t worry about it. A great meal out with friends this weekend, and everything will feel better.’
‘Yeah, you’re right.’ Emily paused, looking back down at the menu to mentally make her choices ahead of schedule. Then she said, ‘I’m going to need a new dress, now.’
Samantha laughed. ‘You can’t afford the meal, you can’t afford a new dress,’ she pointed out. Emily grinned.
‘You know, Sam, you just don’t understand.’
‘No,’ said Samantha, ‘I get it.’ She glanced up and down the street, then rubbed her hands together eagerly. ‘Well, no time like the present, is there?’