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Iliad smiled for a second and said, "No, why spend big money on a girl I won't see again?" He motioned for a waiter to come over, "No, this is for you alone, consider it a thank you for telling me your name, or even my way of appologizing for being such an incorrigible flirt, though I have to admit that won't stop." He chuckled slightly as he thought about that last part. "I guess that means I'll have to keep taking you here won't I?"
Just then the waiter came over and offered them a tri folded peice of parchment, a menu. Iliad waved his away, "I already know what I want, but the girl might need some time to deliberate." He said casually. The waiter nodded and handed Sabine a menu and walked away. Iliad leaned back in his chair and said, "The steak here is great, if you're into that kind of thing, but I've also heard good things about the duck and lamb."
Iliad smiled, but soon felt un easy. Alright, I think I just crossed the line from trailing someone who might lead me to a pay day straight into actual courtship, what the hell is wrong with me? Iliad shoowed the thought away with a small chuckled. I can always trail another rebel, today will never happen again, so I'll allow myself this moment.
Just then Iliad noticed a rather good looking woman walk in the door. She was about his age, slender, had odd colored eyes, and blonde hair, oh she also carried six swords on her back. Well, I say I'll track another rebel and one just waltzes in here. Iliad thought she was a rebel, she wore no armor, and also no seal of the Guards, plus if she was one why would she be eating in a resturant.
Iliad then fidgeted, noticing he was staring at the girl who just entered, s**t, that deffinatly gave Sabine the wrong idea... He looked back at the silver haired girl he was with, hoping she didn't notice. If she says anything I'll just blame it on the fact that the girl has six damn swords with her, whose eye wouldn't she catch? He thought to himself.
Iliad looked around quickly and saw the waiter making his way back to thier table. "So have you figured out what you want to order?" He asked. Iliad replied, "Yes, I would like a Porterhouse steak, medium rare and a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon." He looked at Sabine when he was done, so did the waiter. Iliad crossed his legs the same way he did at the tavern and smiled, God I love steak...

Zellana smiled, now free from anyone who could pester her on her time off. She waited for her waiter to come over, crossing her legs, ankle on knee, and leaned back, eyeing the people in the room. It was at a medium capacity, mostly filled with people from the richer part of Dru-Kai, but one couple caught her eye. A blonde boy no older than her and a silver haired woman, Huh, shes kind of cute... She thought to herself, then she noticed the sword the girl was carrying. Weird, I don't remember seeing her in the Guards, maybe she is new, or maybe she is a rebel, either way it is not illegal to carry a weapon and like hell I'm going to arrest someone before I get my steak. As if on cue a waiter appeared by her side. "Do you know what you would like to order ma'am?" He asked in a gentlemannly way. Zell smiled, "Yes, I would like a Porterhouse steak, medium rare, with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon." The waiter smiled at her, "Yes ma'am, coming right up."
As he walked away Zell returned her attention to the girl, still wondering if she was a rebel or a guard. Either way she is with that boy, what a waste. Zell then began to scan the boy, he reminded her of someone though she could not place it. God, this is going to bug me if I can't place his face. She thought, then she noticed he had his legs crossed just like her. She switched around her legs out of instinct. Weird, She thought.
Zellana started to fidget as she waited for her food, a mixture of hunger and the fact she loved steak spurred on her aniouxness. God, I love steak...

Iliad watched as Sabine ordered and waited for the waiter to leave before he started to talk. "Fine, don't order a steak, duck or lamb, throw my good judgement right out the window in favor of whatever you want." He said jokingly. "I never had pasta here, you have to tell me how it is okay." He said, giving off a smile. Soon, however, it died on his face. Iliad looked at her, arms folded, face different, Crap, she saw me. well, aren't you going to ask, I can't give an excuse if you don't call me out! He thought, ARGH! Now she is just going to sit there, mad at me, I bet she thinks I'm just going to use her. He leaned back and bit his lip, I thought she would be better at reading people by now, if I wanted her so bad I would have gave her a skin contact drug instead of the ointment, then I would take advantage of her and leave her in the streets to wake up, but I didn't, God, why can't everyone think like me. He sighed, audibly, and obviously. I'm not trying to use you... anymore... is it so hard to trust me? He tried to use telepathy the inject that last thought into her mind. Wait, I can do even better than telepathy...
Iliad leaned in and smiled, "So, if you don't mind, tell me where you live, if I'm going to keep flirting and taking you out to eat I think it would be smart if I knew where to pick you up." He said, That should show her I want this to go on for more than just one day. He thought, hopeful.

Zellana couldn't help but look back at the table with the boy and silver haired girl. It was like bird watching, and she had nothing better to do, Maybe I should have rethought how to spend my day off, a romantic resturant just kind of reminds you how alone you are... Just then she saw the girl fold her arms, obviously unhappy. Ah ha, there may be hope for me yet. She thought, putting her elbows on the table and resting her head on her hands. Lets see if this boy can dig himself a deeper hole. Zellana thought to herself. Zellana then looked away, feeling kind of like a stalker, and embarrassed. Letting out a small sigh she looked across the table at her swords. God, I got to get someone in my life, as well as a new wardrobe. She shook her head, smiling, Have I really devoted my life to the Order so much I can't even have a normal personal life? She sighed, How did you do it mom, oh yea, thats right, you didn't, you had me out of wetlock, and didn't tell me my father was a criminal until you died, how can I hope to lead a normal life with that resting over my head?

When Iliad heard she had no home, no even worse, that it was burned down he wanted to stand up, throw his arms out to the sides and leave. Son of a b***h, I just can't win can I... He thought bitterly. Leaning back defeated he snatched the wine and took a few sips of it, he didn't want to waste it, he chose it specificly because it went perfect with red meat. He put the cup back down on the table and sighed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up a touchy subject, I was just trying to, I don't know what I was trying to do, as weird as this sounds I'm new at this." Iliad shook his head and smiled a sad smile. By 'new' he meant new at talking to a girl he didn't plan on ditching. Then it occured to him, he owned about 3 houses around the city, the one in the theatre district which served as his safe house, another was the one he lived in with his father, and the last was the one he bought when he gathered enough money. "Hey, if you need a place to stay, I can provide you with a home." He said.
When he heard Sabine speak up he cocked his head to the side, "I know, actually she is looking at you more than me," Iliad was a thief, and knowing where people were looking was a good skill to have. "I don't think she means us any harm, I'm not even sure if she is a guard, but, being armed isn't illegal, so as long as we don't shout our selves out, or use any magic we should be fine." He told her. "Plus, she kinda looks sad all by herself."
Just then the waiter came with their food. Iliad smiled and sat up straight. He grabbed his fork and knife and began to carve away at his steak, usually he was slightly embarrassed about eating infront of a woman. If he took a girl to eat he would usually just order a drink, but now he was hungry.

Zellana sighed, ready to start eating her own table when magically she caught the faint scent of her steak. She smiled and sat straight but her waiter passed right by her and went to the boys table and served him her steak. b*****d... atleast he has good tastes. She slouched over again and sighed as her stomach protested against the tease.
After a few more seconds the waiter returned to her table with her plate and her drink. She smiled and sat straight and began to cut her steak, eating in small dainty bites. It was better than she expected, Well, I guess that proves anything with the name Bell has to be great. She thought to herself with a smile. She took a sip of her wine and smiled wider, Cabernet always went well with steak.