Austin gave him a smile that was warmer than before, though still a little shy, feeling his nerves ease up a tiny bit. "I was thinking maybe we could cook together?" He offered. He didn't have a clue how to make a real dessert unless scooping ice cream into a bowl counted, which he really didn't think it did. But he knew his way around a kitchen enough to make spaghetti bolognese, though he tended to favour dishes with a Spanish influence. "Or, if you have the ingredients, maybe we could try making paella? My mother loves to cook and I was always watching her when I was a kid, though she<i>did</i>set the oven on fire once... I just love how colourful the dish is. Have you had it before?"<br/><br/>He found himself actually wanting to know more about Adrian, asking him what his favourite dishes to eat were, if he had a dessert he loved to make. Austin had something of a sweet tooth himself. He'd never tried to make desserts before, other than banana bread and chocolate quinoa cupcakes; he'd gotten bored one night and gone to a 24-hour grocery store, just so he could try baking on a whim.<br/><br/>They arrived at the brunet's car, and Austin wasn't surprised at all to see such an expensive vehicle. If Adrian could afford three hundred dollars an hour, a BMW was probably chump change to him. Still, he'd never been in such a fancy car before. It was all smooth lines and sleek angles. It practically purred to life. So this was how the other half lived, he thought to himself. He wondered what Adrian did for a living, though he didn't think it appropriate to ask. Instead he asked the brunet what sort of things he was into, what his hobbies were, if he liked to read.