(http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=59767)<div class="floatright">(http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktahf08TT71qaopmto1_400.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Dressed in:</strong>See Photo to right, minus hat<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Lost in time<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Elizabeth<br/><br/><br/>Jokingly he turned away from her<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"So i should put the calculator back in the car?" </span></em></strong>smirking he opened the door to the resturante for her. Before she could pay for the tickets he snatched the card from her<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em><strong>"I got this, i mean you bent my arm into taking you on this date so...."</strong></em></span>he smirked jokingly as he spoke.  He held her card to her and pulled his wallet, slipping a Naval Credit Union card from it he handed it to the man.<em><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"I get regular stipens from the navy, Mums an officer...and since dad....yeah well its money"</span></strong></em>he smirked softly. He nodded as the card was approved and they were seated.  He held her seat for her and helped her in before sitting himself. Speaking respectfully he introduced himself to the others as they jested at them being on their "first" date.  Her announcement brought his attention towards her<em><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Um...ah...sure...steak rare...still mooing right?"</span></strong></em>he joked about her request for him to order for her.