"I must say I really love your hair curly like that..." he said after swallowing a bite of steak. The male was smiling and he could see her cheeks turning a crimson red as she blushed. The steak was delicious... the young man had to hand it to himself he still had his mean cooking ability. After finishing his steak he stood and ran a hand through his black hair that hung to his chin in the front. Eric went to the kitchen and fetched an assortment of bottles that he laid out on his side of the table. The labels on them all signified that the bottles held liquor of multiple sorts. The arrangement included scotch, vodka, tequila, irish creme liquor, whiskey, wine, champagne, and a special bottle that simply had... "XXX" on the label. "So m'dear Victoria... what's your favorite poison?" he asked the woman with a smile. His eye carried a twinkle that said "hey you can trust me to not take advantage of you. Relax, let's have a little fun." Eric was not the type of guy to get a girl drunk and then just put his hands all over her. No, he was a gentlemen despite his rock n roll bad boy looks.