Sitting in a corner booth, Xiu and Darren gave their order to the waitress. When the waitress left, Darren picked up the glass of water to take a sip and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"I was wondering aren't you uncomfortable here?" Xiu asked curiously.
"Why would I be uncomfortable?" He retorted back as he traced the seam of the glass with his finger.
"You're getting all kinds of stares. Some even look like they're ready to eat you," Xiu said as she pointed around at the women who had their eyes glued on Darren.
"You had the same look on Friday night when you got drunk." Xiu choked on air at his words.
"Liar! When did I have such ideas?" Her voice turned sharp.
"But you don't even remember what happened that night. How can you say that I am lying?" he lowered his voice and added, "Don't tell me you're lying about forgetting everything."
