Harold took Tabitha to one of the most expensive restaurants in the town. She felt honoured to go and they had a nice seat. There was a band on that played classical music. She was a little disappointed that this age didn't know any good music but that would come eventually.
"So how long have you been Italy for?" asked Harold.
"Oh I've only just arrived," replied Tabitha. "I got here by accident."
"Where were you suppose to go?"
"Vegas."
"Where is this Vegas you speak of? Is it in France?"
"No it's a long way from here."
Then the waiter came. Harold spoke fluent Italian and he told the waiter their meals and he went away.
"What did you just say?" asked Tabitha.
"I just bought us the special," replied Harold.
"What is the special?"
"Oh it's a little something from the local area. And believe me it is quite enjoyable."
"I'll take your word for it."