"Oh yeah? A slice of that too, then please." She forced a smile, feeling totally stupid. As soon as the waitress had walked into the kitchen, Amy's head met the bar. "God..." She groaned, sitting up again and taking a large gulp of her brandy.<br/><br/>"Was that really obvious?" She asked Chris, looking up at him from the bar. "What's the food like? Be honest. I'll eat it anyway. I'm ravenous."