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Maybe I should follow Megan. This side of the table is a little awkward for my tastes.
    “Dad!” Tanya snaps.
    Ethan straightens up in his chair and swallows. “They’re not coming, sir. We’re not exactly close.”
    “Oh, how nice,” Mr. Prentis says as he turns back to his menu.
    I close my eyes and turn over to Julia and Matt. That was way too awkward.
    “So what drink are you getting, Matt?” I ask. “What would a professional bartender recommend?”
    “I would recommend wine with dinner,” he says, staring at me with blank eyes.
    Wow, this guy is a real conversationalist.
    “Okay,” I say, “I’ll take some wine.” A lot of wine.
    “Can you believe another one of our friends is getting married?” Julia asks. “One day it will be our day.” She finds my hand under the table and squeezes it.
    “I hope so,” I mutter under my breath. I don’t want to end up like Ophelia down there.
    A band starts playing some light Caribbean music and toes start swaying, fingers start tapping and heads start bobbing all around the restaurant. The music is really good and mixed with the salty smell of the ocean and frying fish from the kitchen, it finally feels like vacation. Just because it had a rocky start doesn’t mean the whole week will be bad.
    Megan snorts out a laugh as Ophelia rushes to the dance floor in front of the band and starts dancing. She shakes her hips and large breasts suggestively as she stares at the wide-eyed chef who’s grilling a large fish.
    “That’s your roommate?” Julia asks, watching Ophelia over her shoulder.
    “Yeah,” I say, curtly. “Thanks a lot.”
    She winces. “Sorry babe.”
    “Yeah, I know,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Ten inches.”
    We have a nice dinner chatting easily. Julia and I catch up with Tanya as Ethan fails spectacularly over and over again at trying to win Mr. and Mrs. Prentis’ approval. Matt stares blankly at the dead marlin hanging on the wall through most of the dinner.
    The staff clears the dirty plates and I take one last fry from my delicious fish and chips before the waitress takes it away.
    Julia hands the waitress her plate with the poor, dead lobster carcass sitting on it. “Did you enjoy the cute little lobster that you had murdered?” I ask.
    “I did,” she said, wiping the corner of her lips with her cloth napkin. “I think tomorrow night I’m going to eat her cute, little delicious children.” She grins at me and cackles like the witch from the Wizard of Oz.
    “You’re so evil,” I whisper.
    She touches her palm to her chest and closes her eyes. “Thank you.”
    “I read in the reviews that this restaurant has the best chocolate cake in Central America,” Tanya says, clamping her fingers together in excitement.
    “Do you like chocolate cake?” Ethan asks Mr. Prentis.
    “No,” he answers curtly.
    The band starts playing some romantic music now that the dinner is finished. Ethan looks over at the dance floor as couples start to make their way over, hand in hand.
    “Would you like to dance, my love?” Ethan asks Tanya. I think he just wants to get away from Tanya’s disapproving parents.
    Tanya grabs his hand and they excuse themselves on the way to the dance floor. The band starts playing Lady in Red and women drag their men to the dance floor like moths to a flame.
    One by one the couples at our table get up and make their way to join the soon to be bride and groom.
    “Come dance with us,” Julia says as Matt and her stand up.
    “Thanks but I’m just going to wait for my chocolate cake,” I say, feeling a little sorry for myself. “Apparently it’s the best in Central America.”
    “Well, when you’re done,” Julia says, “come join us. We could use your sexy moves out there.”
    Mr. and Mrs. Prentis stand up from the table. “Are you two going to dance?” I ask.
    “He doesn’t like dancing,” Mrs. Prentis says, looking disappointed.
    “We’re going to bed.” He nods his frowning face at me. “Good