I'd Be More Than Happy To [Anastasia]

[Daniel Mercedes]

Daniel walked up to the fancy restaurant that he had picked out for Anastasia. One hand was over her eyes, while the other was in her hand, guiding her though the streets. He pulled the hand away from her face and smiled at her, hoping that she would be ever so excited to be taken to the Mois Paris on a date. He chewed on his lip, and took her hand, yet again as he led her into the restaurant.

Daniel scanned over his outfit. He wasn't in his typical tight jeans. Daniel was in a pair of washed out faded jeans, that weren't as tight, but still were snug. His shirt was quite the unique figure. The under shirt was orange, a dark orange, while the checkered vest that was thrown over it was shades of orange, yellow, and black. He loved it. His shoes, just happened to go well, being a mix of orange and yellow. And thrown on top of it all was his favorite brown jacket that he'd bought while back at home. He turned to Anastasia, a wide grin on his face as they approached the host.

[Anastasia Conner]

Ana bit down on her lip, afraid she would trip and fall with her eyes covered like this. But his warm hand in hers kept her calm enough. She had figured she out to dress up a bit more than she had been at the lake and had gladly spent daddy's money at the mall for new clothes. She wore dark destressed jeans that were just perfect for her small size and showed her body in the right places. Her top was a black t-shirt with pink paint spatter draping across it. Beneath lie a hot pink tank top that stood out at the bottom. Her shoes were simple pink flats that stuck out from beneath her jeans.

When he removed his hand she gasped at the sight. It was Mois Paris, one of the most beautiful restaraunts in the area. She had read more about the town in her free time after school. She glanced over at him with her bright blue eyes wide. He looked rather handsome in his lovely vest and she couldn't help but smile when she looked at him. "This is amazing. I can't believe we are at Mois Paris." Her voice was light and excited, but also nervous as they neared the host of the restaraunt.

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[Daniel Mercedes]

"I know, I couldn't believe it either," he said, just before reaching the host. He turned and smiled at the man, holding out a small tip, "Its under Daniel Mercedes," he said, with a grin. The guy nodded and crossed something out in his book, taking the money and thanking him. "Right this way, Mr. Mercedes," is what he heard the man say. Daniel tugged on Anastasia's hand as they were lead to the table.

It was a table for two and was very nice. It was in the back, right beside a window that overlooked the ocean. Above them, was a single light in a dimly lit room. It gave them just enough light to see their food and each other. He held Ana's hand and pulled out her chair, pushing it in gently as she was seated. Daniel walked around to the other side, sat down, and crossed his arms on the table, smiling at Ana, "Do you like it?" he asked.