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It was kind of nice to be able to show someone the ropes, even if those ropes were mostly self-explanatory and pretty shitty altogether. He watched as she fumbled around in the closet, assuming she wouldn't be long since there wasn't all that much in there. He nodded when she said that she didn't have any questions. Now that she knew where she could find him, he felt as if his job as a trainer was over for the day. Now that all of that was done and she didn't have any questions, Riley was gung-ho to retreat back to his room and take a little siesta. He had even started to turn and go back to his room and was a bit taken aback when the girl asked what he was doing with the rest of his day.

There was really only two ways that this could be taken. Either she was just a generally curious person, or she was interested in all of this. Naturally, she was interested. He had to take a minute to attempt to determine exactly how old this girl was before he realized that he simply gave no ********. He kept his arms crossed in front of him and smiled at her. "Well, I had planned on going back to my room and playing some video games or some s**t. But if you wanted to do something, I'm sure they'd understand that I can't quite return yet." He dropped one hand to flick back some hair and make sure that his eye patch was still in position. He'd never forget the last time that he let it go unchecked for too long and traumatized some small children. "The restaurant downstairs has got some pretty decent food if you're hungry?" It was the closest thing to them that he could think of. Plus, whatever they had was probably better than some leftovers anyway.

Riley found himself in that familiar position where he felt like he needed to pull out all the stops and show this girl just how awesome he really was. Not that that really took much effort. He smiled down at the girl when she moved closer to him. "Yeah, it'll be fine. Not like they can get very ******** far without me, huh?" He laughed before nodding and turning back to the stairs. He usually wasn't one for walking up and down these damn things so much, but he didn't want to seem like a big lazy bum in front of this girl. Thankfully, the walk wasn't very long as he led down the stairs and stopped at the bottom near the kitchen to wait for her. "Why don't you tell me some about you? Like why in the ******** would you want to move here?" He knew that the s**t this place had to offer was sure getting old and always found it a little hard to believe that people just kept coming in. What kind of appeal did they even have? The place was sort of exotic, but that didn't seem like a good enough reason to him. A small part of him had always wished they hadn't left home, but this s**t hole was home and he just had to deal with that. This place usually meant that he had to meet a bunch of shitheads, but lately he had been meeting a lot of hot girls.

Even though he didn't like to put forth the effort, he was trying to get somewhere here. That end destination happened to require he work towards swooning his new co-worker over some s**t dinner. He inhaled and tried to judge what in the world they were cooking, but wasn't entirely sure. Not that it mattered, he couldn't recall any meal he had had here that wasn't edible. He glanced back over at Melissa and imagined just how lucky she must feel. Not only did this big sexy beast of a man get to show her the ropes, now he was spending his free time with her. In that exact moment, Riley wished that he could switch places with her.

Riley was nodding his head as he listened to her and casually took a few steps forward, glancing at her from time to time. Ah, so there was two of them? That was kind of hot. It brought to question just how close these two really were and just how long it would take to get them to share him. Nah, it was a little soon for him to try to spring that on her. Maybe if she was just some random bimbo, then it wouldn't be so bad. But, this wasn't just some regular old bimbo, this was someone that he would probably have to work with for awhile. It might be best if he kept the sexual harassment down to a minimum since he didn't much want to go look for a new job. He smiled over at her as she paused. At least he hadn't offended her with his slight trashing of the place. He was trying to think of anything that actually was fun around here. Sure, he had his games, but he could have that anywhere. That was when she switched the table on him and asked him about himself. It wasn't all too common that he met anyone that didn't know about his past, so it was a bit refreshing to be able to tell the story.

He flicked his hair out of his face and continued taking a few steps. "I'm clearly aging myself here, but I moved to this lovely place with my brother and sister about 15 years ago. My brother really wanted to get out of the city, and I was just out of high school and didn't want to put up with our parents s**t anymore. So, I tagged along." He smiled and stepped through the doorway into the restaurant area and turned from her to the view in front of them. He shrugged at the consistent lack of hostess and made his way to a table. "I guess this table will do." He sat down at a table close to the door and started looking through the menu. "So, you said you live with a friend? That's pretty cool. Probably spices it up a bit. I used to live with my siblings here, but they both moved out. Now I've got a bitchin' suite to myself."

Ah! It was finally time for her dinner date! While Elizabeth hadn't put much thought into the date itself, she did make sure to put some into her appearance. Her date needed to know just how lucky he was, after all. She had sat in her room, trying to pick out a dress and applying makeup for quite a while; It was true that she might be late, but that was okay, she was certainly worth the wait. Besides, it was good to show up to these kind of things a little bit late anyway, she didn't want to be giving the impression that she was too eager. Oh, how terrible that would be!

By the time she arrived at the restaurant, it seemed her date was already there. At least, she assumed it was, because who else would be sitting alone, looking like they were waiting for someone? Looks, like she was safe from giving an over eager impression this time. How long had he been waiting anyway? However long it was he was sure to be happy to see her! "Are you Ezekiel?" she approached the man. He was older than she was, and looked kind of gross and sickly. Still, it looked like underneath that sickliness there was potential to be attractive, and she had to take that into consideration. Just because someone didn't seem attractive initially, didn't mean it was hopeless. Not everyone was graced, with ever-present beauty like she was, and she had to be mindful of that. Oh, how nice she was! She smiled at the man, pleased with herself and how good she was. Oh wait, she hadn't introduced herself. "I'm Elizabeth!" the poor man was probably dying to know her name by now, and she couldn't withhold such information from her date!

Smiling nervously, Marie looked around the Inn's resturant, prepared for work. Being so new, she didn't get many tables, and being so quiet, by many she meant any. Things were bound to pick up though, right? And if not, then at least she would still have her small hourly paycheck, right? Her mother had been adamant about her getting a job as soon as they had moved to Nirvani, so the blonde over achiever had begun calling places for phone interviews the week before they moved out. She knew if she wanted something, she was going to be footing the bill on her own, so when the Inn called back Marie didn't even risk waiting for another call back. She promised to be in to meet them in person the day she hit the island.

'And now here I go, first day- new job- new city.' Her jaw was tight with nerves and her hands wrapped anxiously in her apron. Her eyes lit up as she saw a pair wandering the resturant and seating themselves; with a skip in her step, she snatched up a pair of menus and headed to their table.

"Well hello," she coo'd softly as the man sat down. Her eyebrows lifted in mild concern as he proceeded to cough over her entrance and glance back for the young lady who he'd met. Placing the menus down on either side of the table, she addressed the man again, as he seemed to need what she offered, "Would you like some water?"

Ezekiel was starting to feel like this may not have been the best decision. Really, what was here for anyway? It wasn't like he even wanted a chance at romance with this young lady, lovely as she was. He had really just intended on helping charity while doing this girl some sort of favor. Little did he know that she would rather go on a date than use a slave in some other way. Maybe he should just excuse himself and slink away back to the comforts of his bed. He wouldn't be quite able to forgive himself if he made Elizabeth sick. It was while having an inward meltdown that Marie had appeared. He looked over at her, partly excited because a water really sounded amazing, and somewhat saddened because this whole thing seemed so real now. He couldn't possibly disappear after the menus had been given to them. He smiled up at the woman and nodded his head, while bringing his hand to his mouth to block another cough. "Yes, a water would be excellent." He blinked heavily, trying to fight back the watering eyes that had accompanied his heavy coughing.

He picked up his menu and began looking through it. "So, Elizabeth. Are you still in school?" He glanced over the top of the menu at her for a moment, yeah, she definitely looked like she was the right age to still be in school. Hmm... what sounded good? He thought he may throw up if he had anything that he would normally get like pasta, or wings. The only thing that even looked remotely good was the soup. Ah, he'd just have to settle for soup.

"Yes, I am," Elizabeth answered, and nodded her head, "but I graduate this year," she added with a proud look on her face. She looked over her menu, just what did she want to eat? What was good date food? Maybe a nice pasta dish? Or perhaps she'd take a recommendation! She looked up to her date, eager to know his opinion, "So, what are you going to order?" surely it would be something wonderful! A man with such good manners should know just what proper date food was! Oh this was so much fun!

When the waitress returned she had planned to ask the woman what she recommended, yet the woman left as quickly as she had come. Elizabeth watched the girl head over to the other table. Did this waitress not realize just how important this table was? How dare she abandon them like that, especially when Elizabeth had a question to ask her. No, this would not do. This service simply was not good enough and she'd be sure to complain about it sometime in the future. For now though, she needed to stay calm and composed. It wouldn't be very romantic at all if she ignored her date to go complain about the waitress, and it certainly wouldn't be fair to him! For now she'd just have to continue to look over the menu.