He wanted to take her somewhere different.
He was looking through the restaurant guide. He’d been told about a place that gives its customers a completely unique dining experience. She was saying only the other day she was getting tired of the same old humdrum cafes and restaurants on offer in the city. She obviously wanted something different. This sounds perfect. It’s a bit of a journey getting out there, but it sounds as though it could be well worth making the effort. He checked the location online and noted the travel time. Yes, they could manage that. He gave them a call.
The man who answered sounded very friendly. “A table for two, sir? Of course, sir. We have one of those left.”
“Just one thing, is it near the kitchen? My wife is particularly sensitive to excessive cooking smells. No offence meant, I hope you understand.”
“Not at all, sir, I understand. No, this table is out on the fringe. So, no worries there, sir.”
“I’m sorry, did you say, fringe?”
“Yes, sir, here at the Bush Tucker café we like to think we blend in with our natural environment. The alfresco tables are closer to the swamp, this allows our patrons…”
“Sorry! Did you say swamp?”
“Indeed I did, sir. We at the Bush Tucker café provide an authentic atmosphere that allows our…”
“Hold on, hold on. Aren’t you the people that had all that bad publicity about customers being attacked by crocodiles?”
After a short silence. “There was some publicity, sir, but the reports were shamefully exaggerated.”
“But people were dragged into the swamp and eaten by crocodiles, weren’t they?”
“Well, yes, I suppose that has some truth in it, but…”
“Hang on! You people were in the news again quite recently. Another case of a woman customer being taken. She was pulled into the water and mauled to death or something. I remember the news report, now!”
“No, no, sir. That was greatly exaggerated, she only lost a leg.”
He ended the call and went back to the guide.