Mark gets up "dont push it Emma, you could not eat me..." he said sarcastically, knowing she could as he was still new to the werewolf thing. He got out and dryed off and smiled. He put on his clothes and led her down into the kitchen. "alright, sense i better fix you something or you will eat me..." Mark started to throw a couple things in a pan and threw bread on a plate. "sorry, no steak...but we have alot of lunchmeat, i can make you omething you wont forget, i am pretty good at cooking..." Mixing a whole bunch of different meats together, ham, turkey, cornbeef, he mized them all around. After 10 minutes he put it on a sandwich and gave it to Emma. "here...this ought fill you up...it sure does for me!" He made his own sandwich and started to chow down.<br/><br/>several hours later<br/><br/>Mark and Emma walked to this club, more like a goth club. "so, are you prepared to see what i like?"