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For some reason that one little word struck a cord Klyde had been ignoring. Honest. While what he said was very honest and true....he was still lying to her. He liked being with her, but it wasn't that initial like that had drawn him to her. No, it had been a clever plot thought out by the queen of the hive. "Y..yeah, no problem." Klyde put on a mask of a smile as he walked up to the host desk. "I have a reservation under McBane." He supplied the information.

The woman at the host desk gave a pretty smile as she looked at Klyde, her eyes batting a bit more than they needed to before she looked at the list. "Oh, Mr. McBane. Table for...two?" She looked beside him and saw Riyo, her eyebrow quirking slightly at the sight of the girl. They didn't look like much of a pair. He was handsome, well dressed while she was a little under dressed with what looked like combat boots.

Putting on a superficial smile the girl grabbed some menus. "Right this way, I'll show you to your table." Gesturing for them to follow she led them into the restaurant and to a table not far from the fireplace. It nice and warm here but not overly so.

Moving around the table Klyde pulled out a chair gesturing for Riyo to sit down. Apparently he was going to play up the part of the gentleman tonight. Wonder how long that would last.

"I may have been here a couple of times," Klyde admitted as he pushed her chair in and took a seat of his own. He barely took note of the hostess who looked ready to jump him if given the opportunity.

Placing the menu down in front of Klyde the girl stooped rather low to give him a view but was disappointed when Klyde didn't even look in her direction. He seemed far to interested in the blonde tramp across from him. Tossing the menu down in front of Riyo she turned back to the vampire placing a hand on his shoulder. "Is there anything I can get you in the mean time before your waiter comes?" She would make sure it was a waiter and not a waitress.

Klyde quirked a brow at the hand on his shoulder and finally turned toward the hostess. "No, that's fine." He looked at the hand a moment longer before shooing it away and turning back to Riyo. "So what do you think you would like to do afterward, movie or club?"

Despite being ignored the hostess gave a nod. "Very well, just let me know if you need anything." And with that she walked off a little more swing in her hips as if that would gather his attention.

Klyde hadn't really heard Riyo's muttered comment though her eyes looked a little upset. "There are a few different kinds. Some cater more toward dancing, some toward music, and some even have shows." Though he wouldn't elaborate on what kind of shows. In truth they could be rather low brow. "Are you okay?" He asked with a slightly worried look. Leave it to the male race to be completely unobservant at times.

"Only the ones I'd worry that you might wake up in a tub of ice later on with a few things missing. Not that you'd have much to worry with me around." His comment seemed to gather the attention of an older couple near by. They seemed a bit surprised but were quick to focus back on their food. "Maybe we'll stop by a few different ones, see which one you like best. Some are easier to get drinks at then others." He grinned.

"Why hello," A tall, rather slim looking waiter walked up to the table, paper and pencil in hand. He had a very clean cut look, hair styled in a way that showed he had put a great deal of time into it. Did he possibly have make-up? It was hard to tell in the lighting. "I'll be your waiter today, my name is Troy. What can I get you to drink?" He looked to Riyo warmly, his smile never faltering. At least there might be one nice person in this place.

"Alright," Troy nodded writing down the order. "And how about for you, S..Sir." He stammered a bit finally getting a good look at Klyde. Subconsciously he took a step closer, his eyes seemingly focused on the unbuttoned portion of Klyde's shirt.

"No I don't," Klyde's eyes shifted toward the waiter as he got a little too close. "I don't need anything." He shifted uncomfortably for a moment focusing back on the menu he wasn't going to order a thing from. They didn't serve blood or anything like that here. He would have to wait to either go to a club that catered to his kind, which there were a couple, or back at the hotel.

"Are you sure," Troy smiled. "We have quite a selection to choose from." He leaned forward to flip Klyde's menu over sticking close as he pointed out the drinks naming them off. Klyde at that point was sweating bullets, his face the perfect picture of being uncomfortable.

"N...no I'm fine." Klyde scooted away a little, turning a pleading look toward Riyo for help.

Oh? So they were married. A bit disappointed the waiter pulled away though he continued to smile. "Congratulations on your anniversary." He chimed. "If you're sure you don't want anything then I'll put in the young lady's drink order and be right back." Still just as cheerful the waiter walked off.

Klyde gave a relieved sigh when the waiter was finally gone. He had been a little too close for far to long. "Thanks for the save. Anniversary?" He grinned leaning forward, still holding Riyo's hand in his. "I do like the way you call me honey though."

"So no honey bunny then?" Klyde teased.

The waiter was quick to bring back Riyo's drink and take her order. It seemed like no time that her food was brought out and set down in front of her, the waiter careful to warn her that the plate was hot.

"Is there anything else I can get you both?" He smiled warmly.

"N...no," Klyde still seemed a little leery.

"Very well," The waiter gave a nod before he hustled off to help another table.

Not having much else to do for the time, Klyde fiddled with his silverware and watched Riyo with interest.