I relinquished my Visa thinking Craig and I would again split the bill when presented.
After the last drop had been consumed I was ready to call it a night. I told Craig to grab the check and I excused myself to use the facilities.
When I returned, the black check holder was sitting there waiting for me to sign the receipt. I looked at the bill and the $62 bottle of wine, as well as our dessert, was put entirely on my credit card.
"So, are we not going Dutch
on this one?" I said.