The restaurant wasn't fancy by any stretch of the imagination, but it was the nicest in town and probably for miles. Such were the hazards of living in what was largely considered to be the middle of nowhere- standards were lowered significantly.<br/><br/>They were seated within minutes of arriving - it was a weeknight and the crowd was sparse. A few men from base - that Morry waved to as they passed - and some older civilian couples that were seen around town often.<br/><br/>They were given a booth near the back, in a quiet corner but with a perfect view of the rest of the dining area.<br/><br/>"So whaddya think?" Morry fairly beamed as he scooted into the booth, accepting the menu from the waitress. It was his favorite place in town by far.