The pair then continued to eat their meals. Jean was still struggling a little but she seemed to adapting to the small knife and fork. She tried to think that they were like doll size. She remembered having plastic knives and forks in the doll house she had when she was a little girl.
Eventually they both finished their meals. Boris sat back and relaxed a little. He then looked up at Jean who was still eating.
"You're not eating as fast as I thought you would," said Boris.
"Is that a problem?" replied Jean. There was worry in her voice. "If you want me to I can eat faster."
"No it's not a problem."
Jean eventually finished eating all of her food. She wiped the tiny speck of food off her lips with the normal sized cloth.
"So what now?" asked Boris.
"Well first we pay the bill," replied Jean. "Then let's just go out and have a little fun while the night is still young."
"Ok."
"I know the perfect place."