A simple Fi was how all this was started, he asked me to go on a date of course I said yes but I didn't think it would turn out this bad.
"Are you alright Fi?" Michael asked.
"I'm wearing dinner Michael."
"You look nice" Michael said trying not to laugh. They were walking along the beach after the whole fiasco back at the restaurant.
"Very funny Michael you look so good with macaroni in your hair." She said laughing.
"Hey that was not funny that kid trough his drink at me"
"You shouldn't have yelled at him Michael you made him cry!"
"What are you talking about he started it"
"Yes but you should have ended it, he was maybe five."
"Maybe I could have handled it a little better, but you overreacted when the waiter spilled the drinks."
"He deserved it."
"He looked like a puffy eyed raccoon, that was attacked by another raccoon, then..."
"Okay I get it Michael. I still don't think I overreacted."
"Yeah, neither did the wall you trough him into. You know this is technically the kids fault."
"Really I thought it was the waiter, what is this?" Fiona said looking at her arm.
"Looks like, I don't know."
"Thanks, your a lot of help"
"It's getting late, we should head to the loft" Michael said. It was around eleven thirty and the moon was full they looked out to the ocean and turned to each other. Michael pulled Fiona close and kissed her it was the perfect ending to an imperfect night.