Raven smirked watching Robin with amusement, she was good at keep staying calm he thought for sure he would get somewhat more of a reaction out of her after leaving her suddenly standing in her underwear in the middle of the expensive dress store. He noted to himself that he would have be more creative next time. Humans today were so desensitized by hollywood.<br/><br/>He did however enjoy the expression on her face when he mentioned she was restricted to red. Raven moved forward inspecting the three red dresses, his obsidian eyes rested on the last dress that she was trying on... the Elie Saab ‘scarlet cap sleeve gown with cutout back’<br/><br/>“Hmmm,” he hummed, thoughtfully as his hand slid down to the small of her back. “Just make the this gown down a bit further,” he instructed the seamstresses. Then suddenly the small little silver blade he had hidden up his sleeve appeared in his hand and he carefully sliced a straight line down the fabric of the back of her dress.<br/><br/>“To about here,” he said, trailing the blade to down to her hips... opening the gown up inches dangerously away before showing her bottom. “And....” he added, hesmiled at Robin as she circled around in front of her. “I want a better view of her neckline,” he announced, in a flash... he moved so fast, that their human eyes only managed to catch the glint silver in the light! Then it appeared as if by a freak gust of wind, the front of her gown split down the center all the way down to until it was just inches away from her belly button.<br/><br/>“hmmm,” he nodded approvingly, “You will wear that one tomorrow night,” he announced smiling, and then walked away leaving a small heavy pouch on the front desk, allowing the seamstresses to make the all the proper adjustments hemming and embroidering the rough edges so that it appeared to have been designed that way intentionally  and not merely slashed apart with a knife...<br/><br/>Raven gazed over Robin as she approached, wearing the red dress he had selected for her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">“So what happens now?”</span></span><br/><br/>The vampire lord smiled as he stepped into her space and leaned in smelling her, "Dinner," he said softly as his arm slipped around her waist pulling her closer to him and turned to the seamstresses, showing off his fangs as he grinned. Raven then placed a card onto the desk next to small heavy pouch. "I expect everything to be delivered at this address within the hour," he instructed.<br/><br/>=======<br/>Suddenly the room vanished in a black cloud smoke!<br/>======<br/><br/>When the mist subsided, they were standing in a large dark room lit only by a single candle on the center of small  round table with white table clothe and two chairs.... However it was only set for one person, one crystal glass, one set of fine silverware, one empty plate holder.<br/><br/>Raven smiled over at Robin as he escorted her to the table... but instead of sitting her down in the seat with the silver way, the glass and the plate holder, he sat her on the side opposite side...with nothing....<br/><br/>Raven's pitch black eyes sparkled with amusement, as he picked up the menu, glancing it over and then slid it across the table.... he had an idea what she was thinking, being that he was the one with the silver ware and the glass of water and not her.... probably she was thinking he had made mistake and hadn't noticed yet, but he had intentionally done it on purpose.<br/><br/>"Well all this looks absolutely dreadful," he sighed and pushed the menu across the table so that she could look at it. "I barely remember what any of that used to taste like..." he commented, and then tilted his head, watching the expression on her face. "Pick out whatever, you find to be the most appealing," he said and waited patiently for her to choose.<br/><br/>Raven smiled again not only curious to see what she would order.....but the anxiously waiting the expression on her face when her food and drink...Assuming she picked anything....would NOT be brought to her..... No it would be set in front of him. If she tried to reach across the table to grab the plate.... well the small silver spoon that he was idly using to stir the ice water in his glass would  send her fingers recoiling back into her end of the table empty handed...he was extremely fast and she probably wouldn't even see the spoon, only feel it smack her fingers.....Of course thats IF she showed bad manners and reached across the table.