*SLAP* Simon looked a bit rueful as his cheek smarted a bit, but still he held onto April's hand, "Ok, perhaps I did deserve that."  April was rather peeved with him and understandably so.  But then again, she didn't draw away from so Simon decided to press his advantage a bit.  "To be fair, I didn't discover that we did live in the same city until yesterday.  Chance brought you to the doorstep of Almalfi and what was I supposed to tell you?  'I work at the Trattoria Almalfi, perhaps the very same one you're planning to have your anniversary dinner at?'  Would you have believed me then?"<br/><br/>Seeing the distress in April's eyes, Simon gently cupped her face in his hands.  He leaned in closer to see April eye to eye and Simon could smell the the perfume that she had worn tonight.  "It did occur to me that meeting you here tonight might be a bad idea, but how could being closer to you be a bad thing?  Is it so terrible that I'm here for you?"  As Simon talked, he tenderly massaged her face, letting his fingers feel the softness of April's skin.<br/><br/>"I will pose you a simple question.  Did you truly come to the restaurant tonight for your husband or for your own sake?"