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"More orange juice, ma'am?"
"No, thank you. I'm good for now," she said, still staring at the man across the table from her. He was a simpleton. He wore clothes of a simple nature. In all areas of his life, he was simple. Even in financial dealings.
"You know, you should have just ordered water. It doesn't cost a darned thing and it's free refills," the simple man said deliberately at the lady, who now sat upright in the booth.
"Why do you care so much about money? It's been handed to you all your life! You don't have a care in the world," the lady snapped back, insulted by the man. She adjusted her skirt plainly.
"You've always been this way, Lisa. I still have all that money because I am frugal."
"Oh! 'Frugal' you say? Hardly! You're just a cheap man. Always have been. I mean, after all, who paid for our first date?....Huh?"
"Why are you always bringing up our past? You know I hate talking about it!" He sat for a few brief moments, calming himself down. He had managed to get quite worked up and angry about the whole conversation. Now calm, he spoke again, "We're here for business today, anyway. We needn't bring up our relationship. Business, Lisa...Business."
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