Vincent just smiled, shaking his head as he sat across from her. He knew something was on her mind, as she seemed to avoid eye contact and kneaded her hands together nervously. He sighed, she should know that he was very good at reading her, especially since they had been friends since they were children. He reached across the table, placing his hand over her own. "Alex.. Let's get out of here, ok? We can talk back at your place," he assured her, eyes glinting brightly into her own.