When I told Griffin that I wanted to go to an Italian pizzeria that has some good booze , I was expecting a top notch , renovated and very upper class kind of restaurant . Instead , the place he brought me to was very rustic. There were cracks on the faded yellow paint on the outside of the pizzeria . This didn' t look like the upper class side of Italy either .
Griffin , seeing the slight face I made, grinned at me . I threw him a glare and he led the way. " Appearances can always be deceiving like the saying goes , you can' t judge a book by its cover . " He said sarcastically .
I was a few steps behind him . " Does that mean your outward appearance is deception from who you really are ? " He let out a low chuckle and I quickened my pace so I was in line with him . " You're too - " I
