This is a request for LongVodka, and I couldn't be more excited. Just more thanks to the people who read and reviewed "Explanation" and "Always a Woman to Niles." Anyways, on to the new story that should be longer and funnier than the others.
Prolouge
Niles sat alone at a small table for two near the large window of the resturaunt. He slightly turned his head to the right only to see the bright lights of the New York City skyline. The bright, colorful lights of the city contrasted the dark hue of blue that belonged to the night sky. He took a sip of water as he looked at the busy streets of the city he loved. He sighed at the red break lights of the sea of traffic.
"Where is she?" he muttered as he looked at his watch. The woman, whom he was waiting for, was ten minutes late. He wondered if she was yelling out a taxi window trying to get traffic to move or if she was held over at work.
A young waiter with bright brown eyes and sandy blonde hair approached the table. "Can I get you something else to drink, sir?" he asked politely. The sympathy in the young man's voice made Niles want to wretch. His date was only ten minutes straight, it was not as if he was stood up. Although the man who was constantly looking at his watch did look mildly pathetic. He had a bouquet of lillies resting on the table, two glasses of white wine, and a table the overlooked the city; however, there was no date.
"Water will be fine," Niles answered as he turned his attention to the sea of traffic.
A familiar voice rang through the resturaunt. "Excuse me,but I have a date that I am supposed to be meeting here." Niles scowled as he heard the voice. He was the only person who was alone at the resturaunt. No one else seemed to be waiting for anybody, but he couldn't be meeting her.
"Right this way," the Maitre 'd said as he lead the woman to Niles's table. Niles saw the woman heading his way and released a gasp of shock, confusion, and mild terror. The woman had dazzling blue eyes and wore her hair in a bun. She wore a shiny blue halter dress that hugged her every curve in the right way while bringing out her eyes. She was a vision of radiance, and her date couldn't take his eyes off her.
"This can't be right," Niles thought as if nothing added up to this moment.
"Well," the woman replied with a crooked smile, "aren't you going to ask me to sit down?" Niles noddded nervously as he pulled out the chair for the woman.
How on earth did he end up on a date with her of all people? Why was she praising his selection in wine? Sure, she had mentioned that she preferred she liked drier wine, but she was acting so civilized. The calm expression in her face as she sniffed the lillies was even more unsettling. He wondered if she expected him to be there or if this was an elaborately planned prank. Niles did not understand the facial expression of the woman sitting in front of him.
How did he end up sitting at a resturaunt with her anyways? Well, it all started when he was reading a personal advertisement in the newspaper one Sunday morning.