By the time their taxi had arrived at the nearest Hilton Hotel, Ariadne and Robert were practically head over heels for eachother.
Robert's chivalrous ways woed her even more and Ariadne's charming mannerisms has made him fall, smitten.
With each look towards eachother and every subtle touch, they felt their feelings solidifying, and the sexual atmosphere around them becoming a bubble, a world around them that only they noticed.
When they'd received their rooms, Robert led the way and walked Ariadne to her door.
"There you are, Miss." He took her hand and leaned to kiss it.
She giggled. "Thank you, Mr. Fisher."
"I was wondering... Would you do teh honour of accompanying me to dinner tonight? I've eaten by myself far too long." His eyes gleamed with hope as he asked.
"As if I could say no. Of course I'll have dinner with you."
"Great." Robert beamed. "I'll call on you at 7, we'll say?"
"Sounds perfect." She smiled and he knelt to kiss her hand again.
When he stood, Ariadne kept her hold on his hand, and leaned in hastily and kissed Robert sweetly on the cheek. "Seven." She said and entered her room, closing the door behind her.
He smiled and proceeded to his own room.
Promptly, on the chime of 7o'clock, the was a confident rap on Ariadne's hotel room door.
Robert was waiting on the other side of it in a black Armani suit, with silver and emerald cuff-links, a mint green dress shirt and an Egyptian silk tie: silver and the same 2 shades of green that he wore in other places, with a spritz of Hugo Boss; Orange. He matched perfectly.
When Ariadne opened the door, Robert gasped at her unbelievable beauty.
Ariadne's dress was a shade of purple so dark that it was almost black. It fit her body-type unmatachably.
It wasn't suctioned to her body like most dresses these days were, but it acccented her small round butt, and the leaness of her arms, still leaving enough mystery to make him yearn for more.
Robert carefully examined every inch of her, and Ariadne stood perfectly still while he did so.
Her dainty little feet were slipped into 4 inch heels, that were conveniently the same shade of mint green that Robert's shirt was, making her as tall as he.
Her hair was half-up, half-dow and the clip she wore was a mint green as well, along wither her clutch, which was sparkling an emerald green.
Her makeup was soft and played up her lips and eyelashes more then anything.
Robert's attraction to her was unbearable. He wanted to kiss her so badly.
"You look... breathtaking." He smiled, showing his absolute awe in her glorious perfection.
" Thank you. You look quite dapper yourself, Robert."
"Shall we?" He extended his arm to her and she took it, graceful as ever.
"We match, by the way." She giggled as she looked him over once more.
"It seems we do." He winked at her sideways and they took the elevator out to the front lobby.
"I ordered a limo, I hope that's alright." Robert lead her outside and to the pearly white limo waiting for them. The driver stood waiting at her door.
"Miss?" He said, and helped her into the limo.
"I've never been in a limo before. All the men I dated took me to lunch at McDonalds, and made me walk home alone." She smiled, though he looked shocked.
"Well I can assure you, this date will be much classier." He tapped the shoulder of the driver infront of him, giving him the 'okay'.
Thye chatted, while holding hands in the back of the limo, sipping on champagne.
Ariadne felt so luxurious, though Robert seemed as if this was all very ordinary.
"Here we are." Robert said a quarter of an hour later, as the limo stopped. "Welcome, to Yamashiro."
Robert smiled at Ariadne and took her hand this time as they walked through the doors.
"Sir?" The receptionist looked up and smiled as they stepped toward him.
" 7:20, Fisher Jr?"
"Oh yes, this way Mr. Fisher." The usher nodded his head in respect and led the couple to their table.
Their table was on it's own private balcony, with soft violins playing through speakers, hidden in the luxusrious potted plants around the room.
"Wow, Robert, this is spectacular." Ariadne breathed as Robert pulled out her chair for her. "This view!" Ariadne beckoned out the wall, which was top to bottom glass. From where they say, Ariandne had a front row seat to the setting sun over L.A .
"Oh, it's not bad. I prefer my view." He smiled gayly, and Ariadne realized he was referring to her.
"Oh, so sweet." She winked at him.
"You're not allergic to seafood, right? It's my favourite, thats why I took you here." Robert gestured with his arm around the room and Ariadne noted the oriental decor, and architecture.
"Not at all. I love it, in fact." Ariadne beamed at Robert, making his heart jump in his chest.
"Great. I've ordered the 'Couple's Buffet' for the two of us, it should be here shortly." Robert leaned back in his chair and continued to stare at Ariadne.
"So, what of you, Robert? We've talked about me all afternoon. I want to hear about you." She smiled, clearly interested.
"Well I am now the heir to my father's company, and I've been left some very tedious business issues..." Robert continued to speak about what he did and Ariadne was pleased to know that he was a very intelligent man, as well as tempered and reasonable.
"And what about away from work?" Ariadne rested her chin in her hands and propped herself on the tabletop. With her other hand she began to twirl tirelessly on of he stray curls, flirting shamlessly with Robert Fisher Jr.
'I.. well. I..." Robert stuttered at her suden change of etiquette. "I hate the rain. I prefer rum to any other alcohol, and I hate camping." He took another sip of his champagne.
"I am an Australian citizen, and I love it there. I think roller coasters are ridiculously fun and I love the colour green." He began to fumble nervously with his cuff-links.
" I've been known to dance, on occasion, and cats are my favourite. I love cats, tigers especially. And I've always wanted a tattoo." The side of his mouth turned up in a crooked smile, that made Ariadne's breathing eraticate. "Your turn." He said gently.
"My turn... right." Ariadne took a deep breath.
" I've always wanted to go to Brazil, its where I want to go on my honeymoon, when I get married. I like the heat, more then the cold, even the humidity doesn't bother me." With this she swept her hair from her neck and sent her scent towards Robert with a wave of desire. "I love riding motorcycles, and rock-climbing. I thought 'The Lion King' was the saddest movie ever, and the number 47 is my favourite." She ran her tongue her lips and raised her eyes in thought. Robert watched her every movement, awestruck.
"I love pineapples and rock music bores me. I have a scar in shape of a star from a cigarette burn when I was a girl, and I'm not ticklish. Whatsoever." SHe smiled, and as she finished, the waiter came in with a cart overed with hotplates.
The smells were delectable; there was seafood and shellfish that Ariadne had never seen before, and beautifully garnished dishes, each one looked perfect and neither of them coud wait to begin.
"Ladies first." Robert bowed his head to Ariadne as she pointed to what she wanted, and the waiter arranged her a beautiful plate.
"Thank you." She said sweetly.
She looked at the plate that was set before her and didn't know where to start. She looked up at Robert. her eyes lit with delight.
Then she noticed that his plate was pre-pepared.
"You come here often?"
"Yes, frequenly." He picked up his fork and picked up a scallop. "Bon Appetit." He ate the scallop, savouring.
"You frequently order the 'Couples Buffet' ?" Ariadne ate her first piece, and despite her discomfort, she was taken aback by the wonderful assortment of flavours in her mouth.
"Yes, when I have business meetings. This room," he waved his hand, " Belongs to my company."
Ariadne sighed with relief. Robert noticed.
"What did you think?" He raised his eyebrow.
" I thought you brought your women here, and that I was just another one..." She felt foolish, and continued her meal in silence.
"Oh." Robert sat back. "Oh! Oh, no Ariadne. I've never brought a woman here. Well, business women, yes, but never a , are the first."
Ariadne met his eyes and they smouldered her. They pierced her soul and in that moment, their feet bumped beneath the table.
Neither looked alarmed, nor pulled away, but they came to terms with their quickly developing love.
Robert snapped his fingers, his eyes still glued to Araidne's, and the usher appeared at the door. Robert waved his hand down and the usher disappeared. Moment's later, the lights dimmed at there were candles alight all around the room, glowing romantically.
"To new beginnings." Robert raised his glass.
" To you and I." Ariadne said what Robert really meant and clinked her glass against his.
They continued and finished their meal in the ambiance of the night, and the glow of the city below them.