Marco and the Fried Fish

I was at Marco's house with Susan. His house was a mess, but he was trying really hard to impress me. I was cleaning up his bedroom while he was in the kitchen making breakfast. He called me in to eat and the table was set with pretty plates and cloth napkins. I had fried a whole fish the night before and he was serving that with bacon and sausage. I told him that Susan was a vegetarian and he looked really crestfallen. I sat down and ate some bacon. We left the house and were walking down a dirt road in the snow. Suddenly I remembered Susan and asked him if she was still at his house. He told me that his roommates would take care of her. We walked a long way and then went back to the house. Susan was asleep in a bedroom.