From the menu, Cedric went with something called a<i>salad</i>. He didn’t know what that word was supposed to mean, but by reading the tiny paragraph below the dish title made it sound rather appetizing. After Elliot placed his order Cedric told the waitress what he wanted. He mispronounced<i>salad</i>by a longshot, but the funniest thing about it was that the guy was so confident when saying it.<br/><br/>The waitress tried not to chuckle awkwardly while proceeding to write Cedric’s order on her little notepad with a tiny yellow pencil. Cedric could see that she was writing, but what is it that she’s writing with?<i>Where’s the bottle of ink? The quill? What’s that pink thing for?</i>Everything was different down to the tiniest object it seemed. Hardly anything felt familiar and Cedric felt all so alone, but having Elliot there made it ten million times better. It wasn’t like he was lost at all because in Elliot he found all the comforts of home. They could both be stranded in the middle of the desert and Cedric would still feel like everything would be all right. He couldn’t help himself, he just had to express all the good emotions he was feeling in this moment.<br/><br/>It took Cedric a few seconds to piece together what Elliot was asking, but eventually he figured he was talking about settling in this city. “Oh… yes, tis going along nicely.” He replied with eyes removed away from the one sitting across the table. Cedric mentally kicked himself for lying to Elliot, but he was just so mortified. He was embarrassed to have nothing and he just couldn’t bring himself to admit it.<br/><br/>“I'm so delighted to be with you tonight.” He finally stated as he lifted his head back up. Passion burned in his voice while he looked straight into Elliot’s bright blue eyes. The way the stranger gazed at the other male couldn’t easily be described. It was as if Cedric was looking far beyond the surface. Deep into Elliot’s heart and soul, he was searching for his feelings to be reciprocated. His look was so gentle and longing, and surely Elliot could feel all the love he had kept inside. All he wanted was to be with Elliot and never leave. Cedric hoped to reunite Elliot with Edward’s memories. He desperately wanted him to remember soon and it was painful not being able to say all th things he wanted to say and do all the things he wanted to do. Being able to hold Elliot in his arms and murmur sweet words into his ear was what Cedric wished for the most. He didn’t want to fake anything or lie to his lost lover anymore.<br/><br/>As the pair were waiting for their orders to be brought to their table, Cedric’s eyes curiously wandered over to the napkin dispenser which sat next to the salt and pepper shakers. He quickly learned that pulling on the folded up napkins caused them to come to come out one by one. The guy tried to keep a straight face, but his widened eyes and dropped jaw revealed it all. Something so simple in design caused Cedric to literally scratch his head, but he tried to play it cool, like he totally knew what this contraption was, but at this point it was pretty obvious that he was a fish out of water. Although he was curious as to what those little sugar packets were, Cedric kept his hands to himself.