Michelangelo found her blush quite cute but completely confusing. Why did the thought of being friends make her blush? Though the reply she made made him happy. He nodded his head and hoped that would be the case. He looked at the waiter with a frown when he glared at her. "Sir that is quite rude and highly unnecessary when the young woman is a paying customer just the same as you or I. If you can not be more polite and treat her humanly then I will request another waiter. She does not deserve such nonverbal abusive treatment." He said. His tone no nonsense and it caused the gentleman to bow and apologize to Sally before walking off. Getting them water until they ordered something else to drink. He smiled a bit. "No problem Miss Sally. We shall most likely have many more dinners out together." He looked at the waiter. "I'll have my steak as rare as you are allowed to cook it. Hopefully still somewhat raw." He saw the strange look on the mans face but waved it off. Looking back at her. "I have heard the grilled fish is delicious." He said. "Tell me about yourself Miss Sally."