Chapter 94

IZZY POV

“Troi?” I was confused.  “What’s a troi?”

The waiter gestured to me and, with a questioning look at my mom, I followed him into the back of the restaurant, the three women trailing behind me.

“We can’t do this in the restaurant,” the waiter apologized.  “Health department rules.”

I nodded, acting like I knew what the hell was going on, but I really had no idea.  Mom snickered at the look on my face.  I’m glad she was amused.  I was just confused.

The waiter led us down a hall and then held his hand up to me, disappearing into an office and coming back out with a large box.  It was about the size of a laundry basket. 

“Is the troi in there?” I asked, trying to be polite.  He gave me an odd look while mom and Gia burst into laughter. 

“Be nice to her,” Tonya said, sympathetically.  “S