Bleu Monkey Syracuse Menu Novels & Stories

Aaron wanted steak — medium rare — and a bottle of cold beer, one of which he was already drinking while waiting for his food. Trenton went for salmon and Chinese fried rice, he was also drinking beer. I opted for teriyaki chicken and rice. A glass of lemonade as drink. “But I’m not a Salvatore. I’m just like those students out there.” I pointed out calmly. “You’re mated to one and that automatically makes you a Salvatore. Come on, do you have plans to ditch Baron and get hitched with someone else?” Zach queried, snatching Aaron’s beer and taking a gulp.