"I know a few places, I think." she stated, and chuckled before hushing her voice a bit "Nice to see you're... open to such 'shows'.  And I understand, and I won't push it; would want you to be comfortable, after all.  Maybe on the next date?"<br/><br/>Then dinner would arrive, a pasta dish in Italian, quite a large portion, real food and no nutrisoy or such things.  Plenty for a meal and more, it would seem... and Adjoa would inevitably eat the<em>entire</em>thing of hers.  Quite the hungry girl... and unless Cat had a question, Adjoa would be happy to eat in silence...