Thank you for all your reviews! As I said, my exams are soon, but I really want to continue this story! I would like to thank all of the people that give my ideas and correct my mistakes.

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Elsie checked her watch for the third time. She took another sip of her wine and finished her glass. She was sitting at a restaurant table, close to the window.

"Hey, I'm sorry! I was at work and didn't see the time." Joe kissed her on the cheek before sitting in front of her.

"Well, this restaurant is great! Did you order?" Joe put his napkin on his lap and looked around him.

"Yeah, this is my favorite one. And no, I did not. I'm going to the toilets, won't be long." Elsie stood and put her hand on Joe's shoulder as she passed by him. She didn't want to be upset. It was not his fault... but he knew that they had a date today, so why was he late? Why didn't he check the time?

Elsie pushed open the toilet's door and put her purse down and her hands on the sink. She looked at herself in the mirror. She had put her hair in a low bun and had put some make up on. Much more than usual. She breathed slowly to steady herself.

"This is gonna be a nice evening Elsie. Calm down now."

With that, she grabbed her purse and made her way back to her table. Then she saw it. Joe had ordered for her. There was a plate in front of him, and one was in front of her place. He was playing with his glass of wine.

"The waiter came while you were away. I know you don't like to choose the wine, so I ordered for the both of us. I hope you don't mind."

Elsie sat in shock but managed a very little smile as a memory came back in her mind.

"Beryl, I'm there! Bye!"

"Bye, have a good date!"

Elsie rolled her eyes. "That's not a date Beryl!"

Beryl stayed silent a moment before asking, "What are your wearing?"

Elsie blushed..."What? Beryl, please ..."

"What are you wearing!" Beryl insisted.

"My navy blue dress." Beryl laughed on the phone. "Of course, she is..." Elsie thought.

"What shoes?"

"Black shoes." Elsie blushed even more at the next question, because she knew that she was lost.

"Make up?"

"Shit!" Elsie thought.

"I... Well, I didn't have time so I just put some lipstick on."

Beryl screamed down the phone before laughing out loud. "Well, now I'm telling you, that's a date. It will be perfect. Just don't forget to make him pass the 'ordering test'. Beryl warned her.

"Yeah! I think this is ridiculous, but yes. Okay, I'm going now. Bye!"

Elsie hung up, breathed and went into the restaurant.

She found Charles. His back to her, he was playing with his empty glass, and looking through the window. She walked to him, confidently. When he saw her, he stood up and fastened one of his jacket's buttons. They looked at each other silently for a second. Charles was in a suit. He looked really handsome, and she expected no less. And apparently, from the way he was looking at her, she must have looked attractive, too. She put her hand on his shoulder before she sat in front of him.

"Am I late?" Charles shook his head and smiled.

"No, no, I was here early. Elsie, you look... beautiful, really, beautiful." Elsie blushed and looked down at her empty plate.

"You too, Charles. I mean, you look handsome." But Charles didn't blush or look down; he just looked straight at her. Elsie blushed even more and decided to put the test into action. Well, Beryl's test.

"Please Charles, don't fail. Fuck Beryl! Why did I promise to do that?" Elsie screamed to herself.

Beryl had told her that a woman can know almost everything about a man in a restaurant. The woman just has to go to the toilets just at the moment when the waiter comes. You tell your date to choose for you, and then you go. You stay there for quite some time, and thencome back to the table. Then, there are two choices: ONE: your man has ordered for you, so now you know that he is self-confident and doesn't think very highly of your opinion. Or, TWO: he hasn't ordered for you, so you know that he is weak and can't make any decision alone.

With that, Elsie would know what kind of man Charles was.

"Hello, are you ready to order?" The waitress was young and beautiful. And Elsie couldn't help feeling jealous. But Charles didn't even look at her. His eyes were stuck on Elsie.

"I think so. What do you have as starter ?" Elsie managed to ask, feeling Charles's look on her.

"Today we have Ceasar salad, french foie gras, and big toast with salmon." The waitress finished.

"Elsie, what do you want?"

"I have no idea. I really don't know. Everything seems great... I will go wash my hands. Why don't you choose for me, Charles?"

But as Elsie was standing up, Charles turned his head to the waitress and said,"You know what? We won't choose. We will order the three." He turned his head to Elsie before adding, "We can share, all right?"

The waitress nodded and made her way to the kitchen. Elsie was stunned. Charles looked at her and asked as he pointed the toilet's door:

"You go first? I will wash mine when you head back."

Elsie smiled and went.

"Oh my fucking god, what had just happened? He is so... So, I don't even know what he is, but I really, really like it."

When he headed back to the table, he smiled and sat. They spent three hours in the restaurant, talking, laughing, flirting. Everything was perfect.

"Thank you, Beryl!" Elsie thought when Charles drove her back home that night.

"I don't mind, Joe, thank you." Elsie managed to answer. But Joe didn't catch the look on Elsie's face.

"Hypocrite!" Elsie thought. "If you don't mind, why are you so relieved that HE didn't pass the test."