We apply ourselves to eating, then, and conversation fades to background noise and idle chitchat. It feels less like an awkward date, and more like how I imagine dinners at Troy’s or Corwin’s go. It’s comfortable, and I can greatly see the appeal. Getting to know someone is exhausting, and after having done it so many times I’m pretty well sick of it. I want someone to stick, and I want that someone to be Nico. God help me.
