Subtle Mindy is not. The second he makes mention of other girls, she shoots Danny a look that lies somewhere between disgust and hurt. She can't help it. It's a nice place, sure, but he couldn't come up with a new one for their date?

"Good for them," she says, ducking her head to analyse the menu again. They probably ordered salads and didn't touch the bread. "Good for you. You know what else is good for you? Salad. Which salad did your last girlfriend pretend to eat, here?"