There was no mistaking the look in Sarah’s eye, even if he couldn’t remember what all the words meant. Cooper nodded and let a little of his own heat out in the smile he returned her. “Muy bien, mi linda.”<em>Now, what can we find on the dessert cart...</em><br/><br/>Time enough for that when they had eaten though. He settled into his own seat, licked the last sweet aftertaste of Sarah’s lips from his own, and attacked the sushi, suddenly ravenous. They had provided chopsticks, of course, and properly pointed Japanese ones, of course. Cooper scooped them up and picked out one roll to dip gingerly in the small dish of wasabi. Still no surprise - it was perfection. The roll, the consistency, the flavor, the quality of the fish, everything was top notch. This was the product of a master’s hand, so much so that for a moment Coop felt as if he should bow to the plate.<br/><br/>“Amazing,” he said at last. “That’s a surprise. Usually if burgers and sushi are both on the menu, one’s terrible. Or they both are.”<br/><br/>He sighed quietly and wolfed down another three pieces. This was so … what was the word for it? Easy. He filled their water glasses and took a pull from his. Here they were, just sitting and laughing over their lunch like two people enjoying their time together. Even if Sarah hadn’t been so abashed by the circumstances, you could tell she wouldn’t have been treating Coop like the hired hand - or whatever else - he had to admit he was.<br/><br/>“That’s life on the ocean. Takes a lot out of you.” Cooper grinned and toasted her with his water. “So better eat hearty. Got to keep your strength up, you know.” And he allowed himself another slightly loaded smile before taking another sip.