"What is it Dray?" She looked at him and then at the cook behind the counter with a pissed off look on his face. " It would seem it is best for us to eat at home. Thank you Dray." she got up, pulled a gun out of her jacket and shot the chef in the head. "Try to posion me will you." Cynthia grabbed Drays chain and escorted him out of the reseraunt. Oncle outside she knelt down and placed her hands on either side of Dray's face. "You saved me, thank you." She kissed his forehead, stood up and started to walk off to her house with Dray behind her.<br/><br/>Once they got home Cynthia showed Dray to his room. "It's empty for now but over time we will fill it with things you will enjoy. Are you still hungry? The food here is safe."