Isabella noticed his eyes and simply smiled as he looked at her shoes, though she was pretty sure he was looking at more than just her feet. "I'll have to go barefoot then." She said with a slight smile, she didn't mind being barefoot, she proffered it actually, but of course, work forbid shoe-less-ness. She watched him get his drink, the usual orange iced tea and gulp it down-which was also fairly usual. Izza finished off her glass of hot tea and pushed it aside for the waiter, who she smiled to warmly as he passed.<br/><br/>The red-haired singer simply nodded to her love as he spoke. "It's true... You're always busy, either at work, or hiking..." She smiled at him reaching across the table for his hand, which she kissed lightly, his sharp spicy scent filling her lungs. She then let go of his hand so he could drink his second glass of iced tea.<br/><br/>"Tonight?" She smiled at him, placing her hands over her crossed legs. "Watching the sunrise with you, my love, and of course, you keeping me from catching cold." She left her statement equally as open, smirking mischievously. "What are you in the mood for, darling?" She asked, her eyes shining with glee.