Kara was not disappointed by them eating on the second floor at all. It afforded them a better view of Bourbon Street from the window they were seated near. She was unaware of of the tradition of sitting on the first floor, and even if she had been, Kara would still be happy with their current table.<br/><br/>She nibbled her lower lip as she looked over all of the fancy items on the menu. Kara chose Oysters en Brochette for their appetizer, because it was certainly something she had never tried before. Neither had she ever tried gumbo, and the duck and andouille gumbo soup sounded delicious to her. Just in case neither of those items agreed with her, she played in safe for the main dish by picking the Shrimp Clemenceau.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn's suggestion about the steamboat excited Kara. “I would love to ride an an actual steamboat.” She longed to see the river in the daytime as well, so she could wrap her head around the size of it.<br/><br/>Kara took a sip of water and mulled over Hallbjorn's offer to live in Jackrabbit Junction if she wanted to. She shared what she was feeling as she told him, “I thought I would miss the desert, and before I didn't think I would want to live anywhere else. I thought I would miss my friends, and perhaps it makes me a bad person, but I don't. I do miss my parents, and I would like visit them when they return. I think they would like you very much. I think I could be happy here in New Orleans. I would like to give it a try.”<br/><br/>Kara held up her hand when he asked, and grinned when he took a picture of her ring. “I may be turning you into a Shutter Bug yet. My father says I get my love of taking pictures from him, since he's a photo-journalist.”<br/><br/>Hallbjorn's thoughtfulness touched Kara. She had been a little afraid that he might react badly to her wanting to make any changes to his gorgeous home. Kara should have had more faith in her mate, because he had never denied her anything she asked for. “I would really like that.”<br/><br/>Mentioning her parents brought another matter to mind, and Kara's look grew worried. “Hallbjorn, I don't want my parents to come home and find the mess we left behind. It would scare them badly, and lead to a lot of questions that I'm not sure I should answer.” Her voice lowered, even though they had enough privacy, and she leaned forward as she asked, “Do Lorean bodies stay around like human ones? Is there maybe some kind of Lorean cleaning service we can use to take care of the mess?”