Jason found it hard to believe that she hadn't been called beautiful much.  But after she explained most guys had just called her "hot" he understood what kind of guys she must be used to.  He was not that guy.  He really wanted to appreciate her and let her know she was so much more than the "tits and ass" that most guys care about, and care about nothing else.<br/><br/>He was relieved that she felt complimented by his tangent, rather than annoyed or worried.  He wasn't sure how that must have sounded coming out, since he wasn't thinking before speaking, he had just opened his mouth and let his heart speak for him.<br/><br/>"You are<em>so</em>much more than 'hot'." He replied.<br/><br/>He saw the waiter coming from behind Sophia with their food.  He couldn't believe it was already here.  He swore he has just ordered it 3 minutes ago.  As the waiter set down Sophia's food, he saw her shoot him a glare.  He looked at the waiter and saw where his eyes had been.  He had been staring down her shirt.  Already feeling protective of his date, he started to get a little angered.  When the waiter set down his food, he looked up at him with a horrible scowl on his face, still deciding if he should actually say anything or not.  He decided not to make a scene in Jon's restaurant.  He didn't want to make Jon look bad.  He was only in this nice restaurant because of Jon, anyway.<br/><br/>The waiter left, probably wondering if he was still going to get a tip or not, and Jason looked back at Sophia.  He swore she got prettier every time he saw her.  He smiled at her and picked up his fork.<br/><br/>"I hope you enjoy it.  Let me know if they didn't cook it right.  I'll give Jon an earful if they didn't."  He said, starting to dig in himself.