<strong>Mayson Siemsen</strong><br/><strong>The Cliff House Bistro</strong><br/><strong>With Sana, waiting for the others</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Yeah, okay mom. I gotta go now, I'll call you tomorrow. No, I've already kept Sana waiting long enough..."</strong>Mayson heard the distinctive little beeping sound that her cellphone made whenever a call was dropped.<strong>"Love you too..."</strong>she added to herself sarcastically. Her father was more accepting, but there was never any quicker way of getting rid of her mom than bringing up Sana. Not because of Sana in particular, of course, since she and Mayson's mother had never even met, but because Sana was obviously not a man.<br/><br/>Sighing, the blonde gave herself a quick once-over in the white Audi A6's vanity mirror before getting out and heading towards the restaurant. The situation with her mom was one of the more stressful things that Mayson had to manage, and she didn't really have a choice either, because it wasn't like she could just cut herself off from her parents. Well, technically she imagined that she could, but she didn't want to. Still, it really pained her that they weren't supportive, her mother especially, and also that she had to keep lying to Sana and making excuses about why she couldn't meet them. Ironic how she made a living out of dealing with and smoothing over all sorts of problems and yet was unable to really even face this one, though not quite in an amusing way.<br/><br/>Mayson tried to push those thoughts aside as she walked through The Cliff House's doors; tonight was supposed to be about having a fun evening with her wonderful girlfriend and some good company, not worrying about that whole mess. She happened to bump into one of the restaurant's hostesses that she'd gotten to know pretty well on her way in, and after exchanging a couple of kisses on the cheek and some brief pleasantries, the girl brought her to Sana's table on the terrace, saving Mayson the trouble of searching around herself.<br/><br/>She glanced down at the almost empty glass on the table which still contained visible traces of golden brown liquor, then knowingly back up at Sana, but of course it was all in good fun. Mayson knew that her girlfriend could get a little bit antsy sometimes when she managed to pull her out of her evil engineering lair, so she was just glad to see that Sana was apparently in high spirits. That drink must have really hit the spot!<br/><br/>Mayson took a seat on Sana's right and edged her chair a little closer towards the brunette so that she could wrap her arms around one of Sana's and rest her head on the girl's shoulder. She took a deep, appreciative breath of fresh air and said,<strong>"It's so nice out today! I'm really happy that we're doing this, thanks for indulging me. You're the best."</strong>Mayson nuzzled against Sana a little closer and gave her a quick kiss on the side of the neck before repositioning herself upright in her chair.<br/><br/>They probably made a slightly odd couple (beyond the obvious) with their clashing styles. Mayson clearly liked dressing up more, and on this particular day she'd gone with a floor-length maroon skirt with a slit on the side going up to mid-thigh, a loose knitted white jumper that sparkled slightly in the sunlight and a pair of classic black high heel sandals with thin straps. Admittedly, she also kind of liked it when her girlfriend dressed up too just because she took a bit of guilty pleasure from showing her off, but then again Sana did dress up for her at home pretty often in that magical lingerie that Mayson loved so much, and she also loved the idea of kind of having Sana all to herself in that way.