"Norman!" Rita gasped as she opened her door. "A tie and jacket. How wonderful you look." She glanced away and then back shyly. "You look so debonair it makes me feel warm."

"Thank you, and that is my favorite dress, it makes you look like a movie star."

The embrace started slow, simmered for a few seconds and then suddenly left them both giggling. "Shall we go?" she asked, fanning her face with her hand.

It had rained that afternoon and the streets and sidewalks were still wet and glistening. Street lights, lighted store fronts and bright marquees turned the sidewalk into a festive ribbon of color under their feet. "It is so beautiful out tonight," Rita said.

"Huhm," was Norman's comment.

"Were are we going?"

Norman smiled, "I made a reservation at Lo Loma. I thought it might be sort of a spicy version of Montaldo's."

"Norman, you don't like spicy, remember?"

He nudged her with his shoulder. "I like it, I just can't digest it. You like it so just for today, it is my choice. And here it is," he said, leading her to the entrance.

"Norman, how did you find this place?" Rita asked as their waiter seated them.

"Shane found it on the internet. She said that it has a traditional El Dia del Amor y la Amistad menu just for the holiday."

Rita oohed and aahed and smiled and licked her lips all through a dinner of Tortilla Chicken Lasagna and Lobster Crepes with corn cream and poblanos. Norman ate sparingly but took great pleasure in watching his Rita.

"You know, I never did figure out why Shane made a big deal out of a Valentine she didn't get but didn't bother to give one to Oliver."

"Speaking of Valentine's," She batted her eyelashes and laid a red envelope on the table in front of Norman. Inside was a card that said, "Happy Valentine's Day". Then she handed Norman a small jeweler's box with a gold plated antique key inside. "That's the key to my heart Norman. It is yours."

"Oh my," he said and held the key gently in the palm of his hand. "This is so Rita." Then he reached across the table and set a thin rectangular box in front of her.

Rita was nearly bouncing on her chair with excitement, then squealed softly when she found a Kindle Fire inside and a Valentine of a happy looking owl already loaded onto the screen. "Owl you need is love and conversation. The rest takes care of itself."

Rita stood and leaned across the table and laid a kiss on Norman that left him flushed and blinking. When she sat down, she was rubbing the side of her head. "Oh Norman," she sighed. "You are getting really good at kissing."