Aslinn threw her arm around Chris' waist. In reaction, he draped his arms around her shoulders. The group walked into the city, where Aslinn started leading the way. After a few turns and a few minutes, the group was outside of a little Chinese resturant. The neon open sign flikered dimly, while the scent of fried food drifted from the open door. A small Chinese lady stood at a desk, waiting for them to come in.