<div style="text-align: justify;">Aria stayed close to him as they walked to the diner and Alan liked that. It showed that his Russian friend wasn't more interesting than him. The two women seemed to know the owner quite well which wasn't uncommon in small towns like these. "I think I go with the chicken fried steak. I've been told that it is pretty good here." He smiled at Aria when he had ordered. "As I drink I prefer a coke." He had decided not to follow Aria in the choice of beer at dinner.</div>