He's glad the social nicieties are observed. He gives a small smile to the waitress when she she serves Lilly first and then him. "The fettuncini alfredo with the steak well done," he orders simply.  He smiles when he hears her Italian accent. Her proper named sounded a little bit Italian to him.<br/><br/>She recovers from her nervousness quickly. He grabs his own glass, raising it meet hers with a gentle clink. "To fun, figs and cheese pizza," he choruses merrily.<br/><br/>Ah, that age old question. "I'm a hemopathologist. I do a lot of work with blood, usually to diagnose a problem with a patient." He explains it in the way that most people can understand. Of course, there is the fact that he needs blood as a food source, his career stemming from that, but that's something he won't reveal till he's sure he's found her again.