“Winging it would be the best approach I think,” he chuckled with a brief glance across the menu and truly not knowing what to pick. “Well…I think…and this is me really really thinking…that I might own a pair of jeans and some sneakers? That is what they are called yes?” Obviously fabricating the lack of knowledge in regards to the most common of footwear. “Though, my jeans likely cost more than most would spend on two months’ worth of rent, same goes for the sneakers,” Athan shrugged as if it were no big to him. “I enjoy the finer things in life,” eyes now capturing her own his voice pitched low with just the hint of a smile quirking at the corner of his lip. “They are a weakness of mine…”<br/><br/>There was enough veiled meaning behind his words that he was certain Tempest knew it was she that he spoke of. OF course, Athan did not think of her as a possession to be owned…at least not intentionally, but to him Tempest was like a fine wine. Desired to be tasted and kept for his pleasure and only his pleasure. For all the talk that the vampire had in deleterious remarks against the wolf, they both had the same<span style="font-style: italic">possessive</span>personality. The vampire perhaps more than the wolf, which would be a shocker for him to realize. However, unlike Colt, Athan has lived a life where he was at the top of the food chain. Always getting what he want and never having to be denied anything. So, when Tempest did not instantly fawn over him and immediately want to lap at his heels this caused his mind to fixate on her. Wanting her more and more each day, for she did not want him in the same way.<br/><br/>Kind of twisted, when thought about but the man would never do such a thing as analyze himself. It was beneath him to seek out and find a flaw in what was otherwise flawless. Even prior to becoming what he was today, Athan was an arrogant and self-center man who wanted nothing more than to have what he wanted. Which in this case was a woman who resisted his natural charms and would have made him compel her. A tactic that he man now felt beneath him.<br/><br/>Their chef appeared and the other patrons applauded so Athan of course joined in with a smile to Tempest. When asked what they wanted to have, “Surprise us! We’re here to have a good time so whatever you want to do is fine!”<br/><br/>The next few minutes were filled with the showmanship of the chef as he worked on the food for the whole table and the waitress bringing them their first serving of sake. “What would you try to dress me in if you were given the chance? Would you<span style="font-style: italic">casual</span>me up? If that is even a thing?”