The waiter headed toward the table with a tray of food, placing a meal in front of each of them. Scott looked up. "Wait..." The man had mixed up...But then something snapped for him. He'd ordered pizza, hadn't he?
Something suddenly clicked in his head. Of course he had ordered pizza. He loved pizza. Scott began to shift in his seat, full of energy all of the sudden, to the point he could barely sit still.
"Settle down and eat your pizza before it gets cold," Megan said.
