<div style="text-align: justify;">Alexia liked seeing Hanz-Eren smiling. That meant, she hoped, that he wasn't upset with her. And if he wasn't, that meant, hopefully, that Alexia's plans had not gone completely off track. Noticing that he seemed to have dressed for the meeting, Alexia's smile turned to a kinder one. And she considered in a nearly hidden part of her mind that he was quite handsome. "Good evening, <span style="font-style: italic">Herr</span> Händler", she greeted. "I would not forget it, surely", the young woman completed. <br/><br/>Noticing that the waiter moved as rapidly as the other one only made Alexia more certain that Hanz-Eren would go far. Of course, she had no idea how far, and how soon.<br/><br/>Nodding when the waiter handed them the menu, Alexia turned her attention back to Hanz-Eren. "No, thank you", the girl replied gently. It was clear in her expression that his smoking did not bother her, though.<br/><br/>Accepting the menu, Alexia's fingers brushed against Hanz-Eren's as she took it. "Thank you", Alexia murmured, her eyes roving over the options. When the man said it was a night of celebration, the girl looked from the menu to him. "May I know what we are celebrating?", the girl asked, her voice soft.</div>