That was when Erin wandered by, wearing a hooded sweatshirt over her uniform. Her eyes took in the four empty plates in front of Jason. And this time, she was unequivocally looking at his belly.

"Wow. Hungry boy." The dimple again. "Hey, I'm off work now, so the manager can't hassle me... Would you like a belly rub?"

"I don't know," Jason replied, "I've never had one. Would it help with this big monster?"

"It sure would!" Erin replied positively.

"But what I would love to have is a bigger shirt," Jason added, "this one is too tight."

"Oh, that, that's easy," Erin replied. "