<strong>Sana Lysenko<br/>The Cliff House Bistro<br/>/w Mayson, Danielle, Tristyn, Michelle</strong><br/><hr/><br/>She listened to the others and was more then receptive to the idea of Tristyn paying for the food. Sana figured if it made him happy to treat the girls then she was alright with accepting it. Besides she figured those big tough military guys probably all had sensitive egos, she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Although she had saw him pout once and it reminded her of a puppy she used to know - cutest thing ever.<br/><br/>Sana gave it some thought then said,<strong>"Shopping is a great idea, Mayson. We should all head out tomorrow afternoon sometime. There's a new shopping centre just opened up and it's supposed to be designed like a Moroccan oasis with palm trees, and little water falls. ...And I'm not suggesting this at all because I like Moroccan food."</strong>Her expression was of blank innocence. "See, I do too leave my design bench from time to time." She nodded emphatically and tossed Michelle a wink for fun.<br/><br/>An idea popped into her head,<strong>"Dani, you should totally bring your camera too! Maybe you can write a piece on it or something?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/>