Lisa awoke a couple of hours later, shivering against the cool breeze from the air conditioner. As she stirred, she felt Sheamus stir beside her. He sat up in the bed, and his hair was sticking up, but only on one side of his head, and Lisa couldn't take her eyes off of it. She giggled, and he asked, "What? What's so funny?" She pointed at his hair and he put his hand up to check. He grinned sheepishly at her. "Well, I'm starvin'. What do yeh say we head out and find some dinner?" Lisa nodded, and got out of bed. She grabbed he bag off the floor and hauled it into the bathroom, where she threw on a loose pair of jeans, a snug t-shirt, and brushed her hair. She drew her long hair back into a ponytail. She used some more deodorant, and applied a small spritz of one of her favourite perfumes, Saint, by Kat Von D. She walked out and passed Sheamus as he dug into a large closet to get some fresh clothes out. "Mmmmmmm," he said, "You smell amazin'!"
"Thanks!" she smiled, and carried on back into the living room. A few minutes later, he came in as well, dressed in brown corduroy pants, a plain black baseball cap, and a black t-shirt. "You look handsome," she said to him.
"Well thank yeh, darlin'! You look lovely yerself!" He took her hand and led her out the door. "Mind if we walk?" She nodded her assent, and they sauntered leisurely down the sidewalk. They walked to the end of the block, and then cut through a small wooded area, coming out the other side on a commercial street.
"Wow, you'd never know this was here!"
"It's one of the reasons I never bought another house here. Even once I made the bigger shows, bigger contract, this was always enough fer me," he replied. They walked a little longer, to arrive at a tiny restaurant at the corner of a block. Looked like nothing special, tiny sign that stated 'Leroy's Diner' on the front, a tiny deck off to the side to eat outside. "Is it ok if we eat inside? I'm not great in the sun," Sheamus said with a chuckle. Lisa nodded and he held the door for her as they went in. It was a tiny greasy spoon, with cracking vinyl booths along both walls, and a couple of small round tables in the middle. He led her to a booth in the back corner and they sat down. A short, rotund man with a huge smile came over to them with menus in hand as soon as they'd settled.
"There's my favourite Irish lad!" said the little man with the big smile. "And this is…?" while gesturing across the table.
"This lovely wee lass is Lisa! She's havin' a nice visit, her first trip teh Florida. Lisa, this here is Leroy. Owner, operator, an' a good friend."
"Pleased to meet you," said Lisa, extended her hand. Leroy gave it a good shake, and handed them the menus. They spent some time looking the menus over, and reading the specials board on the wall, and then Leroy returned. He gestured at Lisa, and she said, "I'll have a club sandwich and French fries please, and could you please put shredded cheese and gravy on the fries?"
Sheamus ordered next, "I'll have a lumberjack breakfast, with an extra order of bacon, and two extra eggs, an extra order of toast please, my good lad."
Leroy nodded and went back to the kitchen. Sheamus and Lisa looked at each other incredulously. They started speaking at the same time, stopped, and laughed. Lisa waved at Sheamus to go ahead. "Is that, that fries and gravy and cheese thing a, uh, a…" he gestured to his belly, miming a big round belly, "…craving thing?"
Lisa giggled, "No! It's a Canadian thing! It's called poutine, and it's dirty and delicious! What about you? How many people are you attempting to feed with that breakfast?!"
"It's for a growin' lad!" he stated proudly, rubbing his belly. "And I gotta say, love, I'm impressed that yer orderin' real food, none of this salad and a water business. I'm not used teh that when dining with a lady."
"Well," she started, "I've never been a fan of that shit. I'm hungry, so I'm going to eat! I spent all morning on a plane, and then kind of had a busy afternoon!" She ducked her head and blushed. Sheamus grinned like a proud kid. Shortly after, their food arrived, and they dug in. Lisa wolfed the first half of her sandwich down, immediately got up and sprinted to the bathroom. She returned after a couple of minutes. Sheamus cocked an eyebrow at her, and she said, "I'm sorry – morning sickness is kind of an all day thing for me." She then ate the rest of her food, and managed to keep it all down. They talked and laughed over the food. Lisa was amazed at how comfortable she felt. It was like they'd known each other for far longer than just a couple of days. "So, we really do need to talk at some point, because time is a definite issue here."
"Of course, lass, I haven't fergotten, promise. Jest not here, yeh never know where the dirt sheet arseholes are hidin'. This here's a good place, but better safe than sorry." Lisa smiled and nodded, and they finished the last few bites of food. Lisa had even gotten Sheamus to try a mouthful of poutine, and he grimaced, but then his eyes brightened. "That's decadent, yeah?" She nodded. Sheamus paid the bill, and they walked back outside, towards his house.