The menu looks fine, but I don't want to eat here: the inside of the restaurant looks dark, and Katie already said she wants to eat al fresco.
"Do you just want to go back to the other place?" I ask her.
"I already told you I really don't care," she says, almost pleading with me.
"But I can tell you're not feeling well and if you're not happy it makes me kind of frantic."
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