“That’s not a problem. I assume you’ve been to the restaurant Phillip’s Fresh Foods.” The jerk’s smile explained nothing and left Rebecca confused.
She remained confused and out of touch with the restaurant scene, preferring to avoid dining out to sidestep any problems.
“Then it’s my treat. They specialize in serving food for allergies and medical needs.” Rebecca rolled her eyes as she stopped and looked at him. They now stood outside the main corporate building of the Studio. He stood there as he handed her back the coffee tray and smiled as if he believed he’d scored a point or something like that.
“Sounds expensive, Everett, and you need a reservation for a restaurant like that? They’re very trendy and overpriced with a waitlist a mile long.” Rebecca didn’t want to hold out any hope. The restaurant will be full of gluten-free dieters because of the diet trend.
“I may have called in a few favors, and I may have reserved a t
