Michael and Paul were arriving at an orphanage in Moscow, going by plane.
"So, when do you reckon we're going to get there?" Michael asked, staring blankly at the floor..
"I'd say around twenty more minutes?" Paul shifted his eyes to the waitress approaching them.
"So, what would you two lovely couple like?" The waitress asked.
"Excuse me?" Michael and Paul looked shocked.
"What's wrong?" She looked confused but just grinned,
Michael tried hard not to blush but went bright red instead "M – Miss we're not... we're... It's..I- I..." he began to stutter and lose his words.
Paul looked at Michael and then nudged his shoulder "What he's trying to say is that we're not married."
"Phew!" Michael said with relief.
The waitress set down a tray with two cups filled with tea "Sugar and milk?"
"Yes thanks love." Paul replied.
"And for you?" She asked Michael.
"Same..." Michael couldn't help but bury his head in his hands out of shame and embarrassment.
"So if you're not married then what are you?" The waitress stirred the tea and handed a cup to both Michael and Paul.
"We're not married." Paul took a sip of his tea "I'd suppose you COULD say we're dating?"
Michael choked and spat out his tea, turning around to Paul looking shocked,
"WHAT THE HELL PAUL!" he yelled.
Paul set the tea back down on the tray.
"I'm just telling the truth..."
Michael looked back to the waitress "Do you mind!"
"Terribly sorry." The waitress walked away taking the trays with her.
"Oh thanks! That's my bloody tea gone now!" Paul whined.
Michael looked at Paul seriously "What the hell did you think you were saying! We're NOT dating!"
"Of course we are, we're on a pretty shaky start right now but we'll get used to it." Paul put his hand on Michael's.
"Now, mind calling her to get my tea back?"