Austin and Brie spent the rest of their day sightseeing, visiting museums, and eating lunch by the water.
That evening they boarded the subway to go to the restaurant Nikoloz had recommended for their free dinner.
On the crowded subway, Austin held Brie close to him as they stood near the door. His hand rubbing her back before moving down to her butt.
"Brie!" Austin whispered to his wife.
"What?" she asked shocked by his tone.
Austin moved in close as to keep others from hearing him.
"You're not wearing any underwear?!"
"No," she replied. "Don't you remember? I gave them to Nikoloz. The man that took photos of us earlier."
"Oh, that's right..."
Austin stood back up. A quick flash of jealousy shot through his body before fading into calm. He smiled at his wife, who seemed unphased by what she had just said.
As they arrived at the address on the coupon they found what looked to be an old diner. The windows all had their shades drawn. Austin tried his best to peek through.
"I guess he's had those coupons for quite a while. Looks like it's only open for breakfast...well, we can eat back at the hotel," Austin said.
Suddenly a door next to them swung open, startling them both. Nikoloz stepped out to greet them.
"You made it!" he exclaimed. "Please, come inside!"
The interior was smaller than they had thought.
On one side sat a row of booths along the windows and on the other a counter with stools.
Behind the counter was a large window into the kitchen where food could be put up to be served. Two of Nikoloz's cousins were back there working. Loudly speaking in a foreign language.
Standing directly behind the counter was a skinny young man who gave them a blank stare. His head was proportionally larger than his body with strong angled features. Almost as if carved from stone.
Austin thought he looked like a villain from a spy movie.
"This your restaurant?" Brie asked.
"Yes," Nikoloz replied. "Very unique, very Americana. I love America! Please sit in any booth you would like."
They took their seats in the nearest booth as the skinny young man approached them with a couple of menus.
He placed the menus down without saying a word. Staying for a moment, staring at Austin.
Austin noticed he also had a lazy eye and was about to speak before the man turned and walked back to the others behind the counter.
"A photograph to commemorate the occasion," Nikoloz called out before a flash suddenly blinded Austin and Brie.
Both of the newlyweds spent the next minute rubbing and readjusting their eyes.
"My cousins," Nikoloz loudly exclaimed to the other men, most of whom were still in the kitchen. "This beautiful couple is from Arkansas! They have come all the way up here to honeymoon in New York City!"
The men in the kitchen began to shout something in a foreign language. One of them clapped, as they peered through the window at the couple.
"Thank you," Brie responded. "We're sad this is our last night in town."
"Nonsense. You can cancel your flight and stay for another couple of nights," Nikolov insisted.
"I mean, we do have that extra money from the wedding we were saving for some furniture," Brie said as she took Austin's hand.
"Sure, sounds like fun!" he replied.
The men from the kitchen began to file out into the dining room, taking a place next to the stoic young man. One of them nudged him, seemingly making a teasing comment. The young man remained stoic.
Brie thought they looked like a fun group. They all seemed to be around the same age, early 20s, but each one was shaped differently than the next. Chubby, muscular, skinny, none were the same build. They all had dark black hair though.
"Great!" Nikoloz said as he walked over to the group of men behind the counter. "A beautiful story. They were childhood sweethearts. They even saved themselves for marriage! I met them this morning in the park and took some photos of them. Here look at these beautiful photos."
