David was finally relieved. Nadia understood what he did on set, and why. He smiled a bit as he tried to get the idea of Nadia in a bubble bath out of his head. "Sure I know this place pretty well," he jested. "We'll go down that street with those restaurants and the buildings. You know the one, right? The one with the road and the people?"<br/><br/>Before David knew it, the Tram left. They were left there alone in the now quiet station. The wind picked up a bit and the moon crept over the cloud cover it had been behind. David touched the soft skin of her face, and then he held onto her hand, sliding his fingers between hers. He was glad to be here with her, in fact anywhere. He just wanted to stare into her perfect eyes forever, but realized someone had to say or do something. He wanted to kiss her, but ever since the last time, he wasn't sure it was the best idea.<br/><br/>So instead he spoke, "let's just walk around the area then." He led her out of the station, but this area was less enticing. In fact it made him feel a bit uneasy as there weren't so many people. It was an old residential area near an industrial park, where the studio they were filming in had been. The homes were run down and some abandoned, the streets were full of pot holes, and the lawns were unkempt. It was still beautiful in it's own way, but different from central St. Genevieve.<br/><br/>As they reached the edge of the residential and industrial areas, David notice a small pizza place still open. "You hungry at least? I'm not sure if there's really anywhere to drink around here. Do you know the area?"