[The helmet gets tucked up on the back of the bike - it's out of the way, he's not too concerned, and it's marked with the Crownsguard symbol in silver against the black, so anyone who spots it should think twice on taking something from the Crownsguard. Gladio squeezes Ignis' hand once before he lets go, his brows lifting a little. Was that some teasing? Ignis can wield words as well as a weapon, but he's seen little signs of a possible sense of humor under those dry tones.]
I'd like to think it's something worthy of building expectations up to. [He grins before he leads Ignis towards the front of the building. From the outside, it doesn't look like much, but as soon as they step inside it's warm, with heavy rich scents in the air and an inviting atmosphere. It's small, but intimate. Gladio tells the young woman at the hostess stand he has reservations, gives his name, and she smiles before grabbing menus and bringing them to a table tucked up against the wall, leaving them to peruse their menus in privacy.]
I want ten of whatever smells that good. [Gladio says with his eyes closed, breathing in slowly.]
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I'd like to think it's something worthy of building expectations up to. [He grins before he leads Ignis towards the front of the building. From the outside, it doesn't look like much, but as soon as they step inside it's warm, with heavy rich scents in the air and an inviting atmosphere. It's small, but intimate. Gladio tells the young woman at the hostess stand he has reservations, gives his name, and she smiles before grabbing menus and bringing them to a table tucked up against the wall, leaving them to peruse their menus in privacy.]
I want ten of whatever smells that good. [Gladio says with his eyes closed, breathing in slowly.]