Valet: Hello sir. How are you doing tonight?
Mike: Fine, thank you. Here are the keys.
Valet: Thank you, sir.
Mike: Please don't slam the door too hard.
Valet: I'll be as gently as a lamb. You need not to worry, sir.
Mike: Thank you.
(The Valet drives off to park the car. Mike and Maria go inside the Pizzeria.)
Waiter: Hello, how are you?
Mike: Good, thank you.
Waiter: How many in your party? Just two?
Mike: Yes, just the two of us.
Waiter: Right this was. Please follow me.
(Mike and Maria are sat at a table for two.)
Waiter: What would you two like to drink this evening?
Mike: I'll have Root Beer.
Maria: Water for me, please.
Waiter: I'll be back in just a minute. Here are the menus.
(Mike and Maria are handed a menu each.)
Mike: What kind of pizza do you want to eat?
Maria: I'm in the mood for pineapple on my pizza. How about you?
Mike: Pineapple? That's disgusting.
Maria: Have you ever tried it?
Mike: I can't say that I have.
Maria: Then you should finally try it to see for yourself if you like it or not.
Mike: I don't know, Maria.
Maria: Come on. You made me try steak one time. Do you remember?
Mike: Alright. You make a good point. I'll guess I'll try it.
(Mike and Maria order a median pineapple pizza. They get served it fifteen minutes later. Mike tastes it for the first time.)
Mike: Hey! This isn't so bad. I think I like it.
Maria: You see! I knew you would. Doesn't it taste sweet?
Mike: Thank you for making me try this, Maria. I never knew what I was missing.
Maria: You're welcome.
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