Mordechai took me to a nice restraunt in his quaint home town of Warrenton, Virginia.

"My, Mordechai!" I said with a mouth full of food. "What a lovely restraunt for such a small town!" I glanced around the resteraunt; there was a family of girls who was squealing amongst themselves.

"Yes yes. Clair's is a 4 star restraunt," he said. I almost choked on my food.

"What? You didnt have to do that! That's expensive!" I said. He smirked.

"Oh?" He asked in a French accent. "Well, I work here.I have to keep rent," he continued. "But, in get two free meals a week. And I decided to spend it on you and I."

"Aww," I gushed. "So this is a date, then?" He laughed gently.

"Sure! If that is how you want to think of this," he said.