Alice picks at the lettuce in her meat-less salad says there's no dressing to please her easily. I go to the counter ask for reduced fat of mayonnaise. Her eyes wrap in delight as I gently pour out, the white soggy sauce to tenderize her taste buds.
Don't ask, I have no idea why I wrote this. It was just a date I went on in my 30s and a memory that I haven't forgotten.