Chuckling some at the barrage of questions directed his way, he begins to answer them in turn. "Yes, dear, with green paper. It's a form of currency. We don't have enough valuable metals like gold or silver for everyone to get some. So instead, this green paper represents the value of this things, which will, in this case, buy us lunch." Smiling wide at her almost childish sense of ignorance, Rain simply shakes his head. "We'll have time over our meal to figure out where we'll begin with your story Love, until then, I'd like to learn more about you. Oh, the language was Italian, no surprise I suppose." Taking Vise up a flight of stairs and into a large and peacefully quiet room, Rain looked over at his new companion.<br/><br/>"I play my violin here regularly. It's no surprise their patrons tend to be my patrons I suppose, they allow me to eat here because of it." Guiding Vise to a small booth through the dusk like space. In most establishments it would have been considered a gloomy atmosphere. Finding a small booth made for two or three to stay, Rain sits Vise down. "Although, whenever I come here, it can be whenever I choose. I've known the woman who own the place since she was a chil..." Choking off what he had been about to say, Rain coughs and looks away a little before regaining him composure. "Shall we order?" He asks with a lopsided grin.<br/><br/>Almost as if summoned by the suggestion, a tall woman who would have been the prime example of a beautiful self-succeeding business owner, steps out of the relative darkness. "Rain," she nearly purrs with her exotic accent, her voice filled with unbridled affection and recognition. "You're as young as you've ever been Love, even when I was a child." Finally noticing his companion, her smile almost splits her face in two, flashing flawless white teeth. "You've finally done as I've been telling you for so long to do? I was so afraid you wouldn't let go of an old bird like me." Coloring some, Rain flicks his eyes in Vise's direction before returning his attention to the woman. "Felicity, this is Vise. Vise, I'd like you to meet Felicity, she is the owner of this establishment." Chuckling, the woman gently places a hand on Rains cheek.<br/><br/>Moving her finger under his chin, she lifts his head some. "Rain, dear, you hardly need that kind of formality. You've known me for forty-one years, you practically helped raise me." Noticing the horrified look in Rain's eyes, Felicity frowns and furrows her brow a bit. Looking to Vise, her violet eyes move back to Rain. "You haven't told her Rain?" Rain tried to look away but she placed her thumb on his chin below the lip, holding his gaze. "It's hardly something you can hide for very long, Love." Leaving it at that, Felicity bends down and kisses Rain on the forehead. "I wish you well dear, I'll send someone to take your order in a moment." As Felicity walked away from the table, her long auburn swaying with each step; Rain couldn't lift his gaze from his hands..