<strong>Kenneth, smiling at Lilly.</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I see. I also did have some tough childhood myself, of course, but I don't meant to compare."</strong>He was that sensible, at least. It could be a way of bonding togheter, but perhaps he should appeal not to the sorrows both of them bore, but to something more pleasant. Mor cheerful.<strong>"Here."</strong>He took her by the hand to lead her inside the place, taking his time to take a deep breath of the ambient as he walked, leading her towards a table from where they could also see the whole room.<br/><br/><strong>"What do you think of having?"</strong>He asked her gently as he sat her down, sitting himself before her - and reaching once more for her hand.<strong>"...I guess I'll call for a sammich and maybe some iced tea."</strong>It was hardly proper to ask for some beer, now, right?<br/><br/>