<div class="floatleft">(http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg481/indytims/theo2_zps942a360c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Theodore 'Theo' Munn</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Werebear<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black button-up long-sleeved collared shirt, black pants and belt. Black shoes/socks. Dk Gray/White pen-striped jacket. (Same as picture)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>7:10 pmish, August 1st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Goût de Lyon Restaurant<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Mellisa<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Theo listened to her plans concerning her new place. He could sense the excitement in her voice, and what person -wouldn't- be looking forward to having their dream-house completed?<br/><br/>"Yep, kids, family, dogs, a big house... what most people wish for, and you can have that," he said, reaching for the glass of water sitting before him. "And room for mom or dad, plus renting out a few rooms to pay for the mortgage, definitely not a bad idea, especially if there's a pool," he added.<br/><br/>They dove into the first part of their meal, and Theo made sure to take his time. Normally he ate like a race horse - there was little reason to go slow, and he always seemed to have -something- he needed to do. But here, now, with Mel, nothing else mattered, and he had no real reason to hurry. Not to mention he didn't want to come across like some starved man walking out of the desert.<br/><br/>"What sort of things do you do for fun?" he asked as he reached for some bread after she had taken some. "I mean, besides going to dinner with strange bookstore owners," he teased, "What sorts of fun things do you do in your spare time? What sorts of movies do you like? Who's your favorite band?" he asked with a smile, a bit of eagerness in his voice. He wanted to know everything about her.