Stephen laughed, "Deal! I know just the place. They have amazing food and a great atmosphere. Plus, it's within walking distance."
Kyra smiled, and said, "Sounds perfect. Let me just lock up and we can head out."
(They walk out of the restaurant, Kyra locking the door behind them. The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the street.)
Stephen stopped, gesturing to a nearby bistro, asked, "How about we try that new French place? I've heard great things about it."
Kyra love french foods, impressed by Stephen's taste, "You're a man of culture, Stephen! I like that."
(They enter the bistro, the aroma of freshly baked bread and roasting vegetables enveloping them. They're shown to a cozy table by the window, and peruse the menu.)
Stephen looking at the menu, excitedly said, "Oh, they have escargots! And ratatouille! We have to try those."
Kyra eyebrows raised in surprise, "You're speaking French now? You're really pulling out all the stops, aren't you?"