One more thing...

[No More Pretending]

The woman sat down at a booth and smiled.

 

[Riven]

He smiled as he sat on the opposite side of her, sniffing the air satisfied. "It smells great", he told her with a smile on his face as his stomach grumbled quietly.

 

[No More Pretending]

The woman laughed happily. "Yes. It's really good smelling..."

 

[Riven]

He laughed as he quietly waited.

 

[No More Pretending]

The waiter walked over. "Hello! Can I start you out with some drinks?"

 

[Riven]

Aiden nodded his head with a kind smile, "I think a basic iced tea would be nice right about now."

 

[No More Pretending]

The waiter nodded and turned to Elizabeth. "Some Oolong tea, please," she said. The waiter wrote down both drinks.


"May I get you any appetizers?"

 

[Riven]

Aiden laughs with a shrug, "I don't know much about this place Elizabeth, you call the shots."

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled. "Well, how does a small sampler plate sound?

 

[Riven]

He smiled and shrugged, "Sure."

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled as the waiter nodded and left to take the orders to the kitchen.

 

[Riven]

He smiled at her as he laughed a little, holding his hands together on the table as he waited.

 

[No More Pretending]

She looked at him. "So how was work so far?" She asked.

 

[Riven]

"Ah, boring, nothing to do but feed my fish and clean my office", he replied as he scratched the back of his head. "A few patients, didn't take very long though. What about you?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"Fetch coffee, work finances, a day in the life of a corporate slave, as per usual."

 

[Riven]

Aiden laughs as he rolls his eyes, "Funny, I'm stuck sitting at a desk all day while you say you're a corporate slave, such irony."

 

[No More Pretending]

"Oh you know it's true. My job is to do the bidding of my boss. I even filed his taxes!"

 

[Riven]

Aiden smiled and laughed as he reached over and gently patted her head, "What if you quit your job and became an assistant for where I work? Would that be better?"

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled. "Depends...does your place of business offer a 401K program?" She asked, though she knew this would be an offer she couldn't refuse.

 

[Riven]

He thought about it with a scratch behind his head, "I think they do, I'm not fully sure."

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled. "When can I fill out an application?"

 

[Riven]

He smiled and shrugged, "Whenever you wish, just make sure you put that Dr. Reece gave you a recommendation."

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled happily. "Yes sir~" she purred.

 

[Riven]

He smiled as he sat back in his seat, letting out a tired sigh.

 

[No More Pretending]

The waiter came out with the dish and drinks.