Anthony smiled slightly at Alex's words of what he was looking for.  Perhaps it wouldn't require much to ingratiate himself to this man.  Alex was obviously lost in the moment, seeking something to ground him  Anthony sipped his wine.  Maybe Anthony could make sure he was that thing.<br/><br/>After Alex revealed his own job, Anthony's eyes lit up slightly.  A stock broker.  That could be useful, actually.  The money he had just obtained would be useful to establish himself in town.  If Anthony was careful, he could stretch it for a few years, maybe a decade.  Growing it would be tricky in a world and society he wasn't familiar with.  From what Alex had said previously, there had been some sort of boom and bust during the decades in which Anthony had been out of circulation.  Such was to be expected, of course.  Changes in society and civilization happened all the time.  Much of what he had seen around Toronto was strange and fascinating to him.  In some ways, it was overwhelming and exhilarating all at the same time.<br/><br/>Perhaps Alex could be more useful than as just a meal and companion for the night.  Anthony began to reconsider his plan.<br/><br/>When the steaks arrived, Anthony waited for a second to let Alex start.  He then cut into the thick fillet in front of him.  As he sliced, the deep red juice of the steak ran free, pooling around the cut of meat.  The slightly dark juice and the meat's cool deep red center caused a slight ache in Anthony's teeth and throat.  He slowly placed the piece into his mouth.  His eyes closed for a second as he began to chew.  This food wasn't bland to him.  It was almost exactly what he wanted.  This was Anthony's appetizer.<br/><br/>After the first bite, he paused after swallowing.  "Well, Alex, I must say that I am pleased to have met you.”  He gave an easy smile to Alex that was reinforced by subtle mental push.<br/><br/>“I hope this is the start to a long...friendship.”  The brief pause was noticeable, but only just.  It hinted at a possible other meaning, another word that Anthony might have wanted to use.  His dark brown eyes held Alex's deep brown ones for a long moment, before he turned back to his meal.