"Well don't let my opinion bother you or anything.." she said.  As her food was placed in front of her, she started to eat the wonderful fetticcini noodles smothered in rich alfredo sauce, assorted with pieces of grilled chicken.  This was her absolite favorite food of all time and she was one to never turn down pasta.<br/>As she finished a bite she looked up at him, popping out of her little blissful pasta-filled dream land and looking up at Antonio, "you're eating garlic bread?  Aren't you allergic to garlic?" She asked him.  She was concerned now.  Sure, she could say all she wanted that she hated him, but not enough to let him die or anything drastic such as that.<br/>"My birthday?  Well actually, it's not far off.  Its on March 18th." She stated, as the current date was the 7th of March.  Now that she thought about it, she didn't have anything planned for her birthday either.  She needed to get started on that if she wanted to celebrate it at all.<br/>"Listen, I don't think you're absolutely awful.  I mean, you took me out to this fancy resturant for goodness sakes" she said.  "I'm just not particularly fond of you...." She said with a slight hiny of jealousy.  She didn't know exactly why she didn't like him.  Maybe it was because she was jealous of how great his grades were when her's were barely above average.  "So, what do I need to know to be your servant?",She asked him as she drank from her glass of water.