Wha-! [Oooh!!] First of all, get it right: there is nothing in this hollow head. It's the only reason I have the patience to deal with you. [True affection: burning yourself just to get at someone else.

Hee.]

Second of all, how dare you. My restaurant was classy! Candles, live music and entertainment, BEAUTIFUL ferns, an atmosphere to KILL for... [and, slightly under his breath,] tables in the shape of my body... [Ahem.] It was a masterpiece. You would loved it.

Sigh... looks like we'll just have to make due with homemade food, moonlit walks, and terrible company. [Wink.]