4rtemi5/tsb_bert_dataset · Datasets at Hugging Face

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she was that sacrificing . ''
`` that was really amazing of her to be that giving . ''
when pesh remained silent , megan knew it was time for a conversation change .
`` now that i know we 're going to savannah , are you going to tell me where we 're going for dinner ? ''
he smiled .
`` it 'll probably be a late lunch when we get there . ''
`` so , where will our late lunch be ? ''
`` do you like the historic district ? ''
`` i love it . ''
`` good .
i 've picked a restaurant there for us . ''
`` do you come to savannah often ? ''
`` a couple of times a year , mainly for medical conferences on the coast . ''
`` and you always fly ? ''
`` i do , '' he replied , with a smile .
the flight took less time than she thought , and with clear weather , it was totally smooth .
as they started making their descent , pesh glanced over at her .
`` are you ready for the landing ? ''
`` sure .
why would n't i be ? ''
`` it can be a little intense for some people .
you see a lot more of the ground rushing at you than when you 're in a 747 . ''
she cocked her head at him .
`` i went skydiving , remember ? ''
`` ah , that 's right . ''
with a wink , he added , `` you 're my little adrenaline junkie . ''
megan laughed .
`` i was .
not anymore . ''
`` what changed all that ? ''
`` mason .
when you 're responsible for the health , safety , and happiness of someone else , your entire perspective changes . ''
`` he 's a true gift . ''
she jerked her gaze to him .
`` yes , he is . ''
pesh gave her a small smile before radioing the tower .
once he had clearance to land , they started rapidly losing altitude .
the runway got closer and closer until the plane jolted forward and then began skidding along the pavement .
when it finally came to a shuddering stop , megan exhaled the breath she 'd been holding .
`` still okay ? ''
pesh asked .
she grinned .
`` never better . ''
the sound of the tower came in her headset as pesh listened to the instructions .
the plane started rolling toward one of the hangers .
once he had parked and powered down the plane , he got out to help her .
after a quick talk with a member of the grounds crew , pesh took her hand and led her out of the hanger .
a cab waited to take them into the city .
she laughed as she slid across the seat .
`` what ? ''
pesh asked .
`` i 'm surprised by the cab .
i thought you might really go upscale by having a limo or chauffeur-driven car pick us up . ''
`` i like to stay humble , '' he replied with a wink .
she shook her head at him before turning to gaze out the window at the scenery .
when they began winding through the antebellum homes of the historic district , megan felt her stomach growl .
she 'd been too nervous to eat breakfast , and then she had n't dared eat at chuck e. cheese 's .
the cab stopped outside a chic looking restaurant .
as pesh paid the driver , megan hopped out and took in the sights around her .
she loved the old world feel of the city with all its history and charm .
pesh offered her his arm , and then they walked inside .
the restaurant 's popularity was evident in how crowded it was even at four in the afternoon .
they were ushered to a quiet , candlelit table .
`` wine ? ''
pesh asked .
`` yes please . ''
`` white okay ? ''
`` sure . ''
after the waiter left with their drink order , megan surveyed the menu and sighed .
`` everything looks so good . ''
glancing over his menu at her , pesh said , `` with the cuisine being southern , i imagined you would like it . ''
`` i love all types of food .
trust me , as hungry as i am now , i would have eaten anywhere . ''
the waiter returned with their wine , and megan knew she needed to make a decision .
`` i 'll have the shrimp and grits , please . ''
`` very good , ma'am , '' the waiter replied .
`` i 'll have the same , '' pesh said , handing the waiter his menu .
when megan grinned at him , his brows rose .
`` what ? ''
`` i 'm just surprised to hear you eating something so southern as shrimp and grits . ''
he tsked at her .
`` when will you learn that you can never pigeonhole me as one thing or the other ? ''
she laughed .
`` actually , i like that you 're proving me wrong and being unexpected . ''
`` really ? ''
she nodded .
`` sometimes i feel like people try to do the same thing to me .
people have their own assumptions about girls or women who get knocked up .
i hope i constantly prove them wrong . ''
`` i 'm sure you do . ''
after taking a sip of his wine , he cocked his head at her .
`` prove me wrong on this one .
does a southern girl like you eat indian food ? ''
`` oh yes , i love it . ''
his dark eyes lit up .
`` what 's your favorite dish ? ''
`` hmm , i love butter chicken , but i 'm also a fan of pav bahaji . ''
`` i 'm impressed .
emma had never eaten any indian food , and i do n't think i made a good impression on her . ''
pesh 's chuckle died out , and he immediately grimaced at the mention of emma 's name .

she was that sacrificing . ''

`` that was really amazing of her to be that giving . ''

when pesh remained silent , megan knew it was time for a conversation change .

`` now that i know we 're going to savannah , are you going to tell me where we 're going for dinner ? ''

he smiled .

`` it 'll probably be a late lunch when we get there . ''

`` so , where will our late lunch be ? ''

`` do you like the historic district ? ''

`` i love it . ''

`` good .

i 've picked a restaurant there for us . ''

`` do you come to savannah often ? ''

`` a couple of times a year , mainly for medical conferences on the coast . ''

`` and you always fly ? ''

`` i do , '' he replied , with a smile .

the flight took less time than she thought , and with clear weather , it was totally smooth .

as they started making their descent , pesh glanced over at her .

`` are you ready for the landing ? ''

`` sure .

why would n't i be ? ''

`` it can be a little intense for some people .

you see a lot more of the ground rushing at you than when you 're in a 747 . ''

she cocked her head at him .

`` i went skydiving , remember ? ''

`` ah , that 's right . ''

with a wink , he added , `` you 're my little adrenaline junkie . ''

megan laughed .

`` i was .

not anymore . ''

`` what changed all that ? ''

`` mason .

when you 're responsible for the health , safety , and happiness of someone else , your entire perspective changes . ''

`` he 's a true gift . ''

she jerked her gaze to him .

`` yes , he is . ''

pesh gave her a small smile before radioing the tower .

once he had clearance to land , they started rapidly losing altitude .

the runway got closer and closer until the plane jolted forward and then began skidding along the pavement .

when it finally came to a shuddering stop , megan exhaled the breath she 'd been holding .

`` still okay ? ''

pesh asked .

she grinned .

`` never better . ''

the sound of the tower came in her headset as pesh listened to the instructions .

the plane started rolling toward one of the hangers .

once he had parked and powered down the plane , he got out to help her .

after a quick talk with a member of the grounds crew , pesh took her hand and led her out of the hanger .

a cab waited to take them into the city .

she laughed as she slid across the seat .

`` what ? ''

pesh asked .

`` i 'm surprised by the cab .

i thought you might really go upscale by having a limo or chauffeur-driven car pick us up . ''

`` i like to stay humble , '' he replied with a wink .

she shook her head at him before turning to gaze out the window at the scenery .

when they began winding through the antebellum homes of the historic district , megan felt her stomach growl .

she 'd been too nervous to eat breakfast , and then she had n't dared eat at chuck e. cheese 's .

the cab stopped outside a chic looking restaurant .

as pesh paid the driver , megan hopped out and took in the sights around her .

she loved the old world feel of the city with all its history and charm .

pesh offered her his arm , and then they walked inside .

the restaurant 's popularity was evident in how crowded it was even at four in the afternoon .

they were ushered to a quiet , candlelit table .

`` wine ? ''

pesh asked .

`` yes please . ''

`` white okay ? ''

`` sure . ''

after the waiter left with their drink order , megan surveyed the menu and sighed .

`` everything looks so good . ''

glancing over his menu at her , pesh said , `` with the cuisine being southern , i imagined you would like it . ''

`` i love all types of food .

trust me , as hungry as i am now , i would have eaten anywhere . ''

the waiter returned with their wine , and megan knew she needed to make a decision .

`` i 'll have the shrimp and grits , please . ''

`` very good , ma'am , '' the waiter replied .

`` i 'll have the same , '' pesh said , handing the waiter his menu .

when megan grinned at him , his brows rose .

`` what ? ''

`` i 'm just surprised to hear you eating something so southern as shrimp and grits . ''

he tsked at her .

`` when will you learn that you can never pigeonhole me as one thing or the other ? ''

she laughed .

`` actually , i like that you 're proving me wrong and being unexpected . ''

`` really ? ''

she nodded .

`` sometimes i feel like people try to do the same thing to me .

people have their own assumptions about girls or women who get knocked up .

i hope i constantly prove them wrong . ''

`` i 'm sure you do . ''

after taking a sip of his wine , he cocked his head at her .

`` prove me wrong on this one .

does a southern girl like you eat indian food ? ''

`` oh yes , i love it . ''

his dark eyes lit up .

`` what 's your favorite dish ? ''

`` hmm , i love butter chicken , but i 'm also a fan of pav bahaji . ''

`` i 'm impressed .

emma had never eaten any indian food , and i do n't think i made a good impression on her . ''

pesh 's chuckle died out , and he immediately grimaced at the mention of emma 's name .