Play date

Luca's mate Sam came around for a play date. 
Except that they are teenagers, and it is no longer called a play date. It is called hanging out. 
They did play a lot though. On the Xbox, and in the university gardens.
And it was a date. The arrangement was made between their respective parents. A bit like an Indian wedding.
And I lit two little candles when I served them their fried noodles with Asian style pork meatballs. 
But Luca blew them out pretty quick.
That was the touch. The touch too much.