<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br/><br/><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Akira nodded when Freya responded in the affirmative, catching the glint in her eyes before it disappeared. How? Well, the answer was simple. Even though the motion had been miniscule and quick, he <em>was</em> a good host and as such, was always able to pick up on littlest details about his guests. "Well then, I will do my best to make your stay as pleasant as possible." The host said with a smile<br/><br/>and gestured towards one of the tables further into the cafe. "Might I get you something to drink or eat, to refresh yourself?" Akira asked, letting his eyes flicker over his shoulder briefly to see who was around. The only server he saw in the room was in the midst of serving another guest; so that meant he'd either have to get another one, or do it himself. That is, unless Freya chose to take a seat at the <br/><br/>bar and be served by the bartender instead. The fact that she had called him a lord was a little odd but Akira knew people had many customs. Perhaps it was a title her kind called men or maybe there was another reason behind such a term. He didn't address it at first because there was no need to at the time. But it would make a suitable conversation topic perhaps, along with the other information<br/><br/>she had shared with him. Akira raised a brow when Freya reached out and lifted his hand to her lips to place a kiss upon his skin, which quickly turned into what seemed to be a tasting for the woman.<br/><br/>Well, that wasn't something that happened every day! But Akira wasn't bothered by the action, he was actually intrigued by Freya. The shifter's eyes flickered over Freya's arm, as the subtle shift of her muscles implied she wanted to take things further. How interesting, how much further would she have wanted to go if given the chance? Akira pondered over the unasked question in his mind and his blue eyes flickered up to gaze into Freya's own once more, just in time to catch a glimpse of shifting colors.<br/><br/>"You have beautiful eyes, miss." Akira murmured and tilted his head to the side, towards the bar and the tables that were set up behind the bar. "Do you wish for a seat at the bar or at one of the tables?"<br/><br/>"The bartender will tend to your needs if you sit at the bar and I can get a server to take your order at a table." Akira said and then a soft smile came to his lips as he reached out to lightly take Freya's hand in his own. He brought the hand to his own lips and placed a kiss on top of the female's hand. "As for me, can I do anything to make you happier at the cafe?" Akira asked, letting Freya's hand go.</span>