On a list of things a normal man wouldn't expect to do on a first date, shopping was one of them. And yet, here he was in a grocery store acting as Weiss' impulse control; after sharing a few flirty comments over ice cream, the two were pushing a cart collecting cake ingredients. With prompting, Weiss had decided to make Ruby a chocolate cake as an apology for their less-than-stellar relationship thus far, as well as Weiss' initial dislike of her being the team leader.

Though buying for Ruby, the man had been forced to step in so Weiss didn't buy needless extras. He'd seen her sweet tooth, but he wasn't expecting her to have a second glance at the numerous cakes and treats that lined the isles. He'd just learned that she previously had a cake butler, so she was never wanting for sweets back when she lived at home, so she really just did like to spoil herself given the opportunity. It's not really his place just yet, but he might want to coerce Weiss into not indulging in so much sugar; Ruby was apparently worse, which justified the bags of chocolate chips in the cart. It's not the place to judge a woman's diet, so he allowed Weiss to pick up some indulgent and expensive chocolate; seeing as this was her thing, she'll be paying, but it's a lesson in class difference seeing her not even blink at the exorbitant prices of some items.

Weiss and her boyfriend/impulse control continue on through the grocery store, chatting about Ruby and Weiss' thoughts on her. Seeing as the heiress had yet to see how Ruby truly fought and only knew her through her mistakes, the opinion was rather poor. Seeing as Ruby was a skilled bundle of joy, the man would rather try and make Weiss change her opinion; for one, Ruby was very skilled, if not socially, but Weiss would be sharing a team, room, and time with her. Mending their relationship was pivotal before they found real combat.

"So, we decided on chocolate…" Weiss muttered, looking at the various boxes lining the shelves of cake mixes. Before the two, there were maybe fifty different varieties of cake mix, thirty of which were some degree of chocolate. "That… doesn't really help." She raised her hand to her chin, extending a finger and tapping her lips. "I don't suppose you have an opinion? I imagine something sugary and exceedingly unhealthy."

Scanning the various mixes, the man parsed between them based on which looked easiest to make, and which looked like a chocolate lover like Ruby would enjoy. Noticing the similar red theme between one in particular, he threw out, "Red velvet? That's chocolate, and it'd match her, right?" The dark red color of the end product definitely matched the girl's hair and likely her appetite. It seemed fitting if nothing else, plus red velvet tasted good.

Weiss bit her finger, considering. Still scanning the shelf, she said, "No. That's one I actually know she doesn't like; she swore off of it when I told her it wasn't good for her."

"Like… all chocolate?"

Weiss ran her words back, jumping up a bit. "Oh, no, no. She somehow got it in her head that red velvet was healthy. What was it?" She took a second to remember Ruby excitedly telling her something. "Ah, she thought diet chocolate instead of dyed chocolate. It's just red dye, though why it took off as its own product I'm not quite sure." Lifting her shoulders, she said, "Maybe people grew tired of brown."

"And she swore off of it for that?"

"Well, she said she didn't feel as guilty eating an absurd amount and is now regretting the extra helpings." Weiss looked off to the side. "Should we… should we be making her a cake? We might just be feeding a growing addiction."

Admittedly, though she was a bit better about it, Weiss was being a bit of a hypocrite, seeing as the man convinced her to put back numerous sweets. Though Ruby was consume, Weiss was easily classified as indulge; from the limited time knowing her, she always treated herself. It was still far from his place to criticize her diet, so he decided to let Ruby have this one. "Seeing as I don't think anyone has ever gotten an, 'I'm Sorry Salad,' I think a cake is best. She can run it all off in an instant anyway. Oh, maybe cookies?"

"Ugh, the two times I tried making cookies I burnt the ones with the only instruction being to be put them in for twenty minutes. The smoke alarm interrupted one of Father's meetings." Weiss started to pout. Her small grumpy face was hard to ignore, as it was incredibly adorable.

"Cake it is, and you can blame me if the fire alarm goes off." The man smiled at Weiss, who hesitated for a moment before reciprocating. Yang's description of, "Ice Queen," was either false, or he knew how to melt Weiss' heart. "Now, did Ruby let slip which is her favorite, seeing as red velvet now disgusts her?"

"In her defense, I never much liked red velvet. I found it to be too rich." Weiss paused. "I'm aware that sounds rather fitting for me as the Schnee heiress."

"In your defense, diet chocolate can't make massive donations and improve working conditions."

Weiss giggled. "Oh, stop. I'm a long ways off from inheriting the position. Though, I definitely plan on making some positive changes."

Had this been anything other than the first date, the man would have mentioned being happy to be there with her. He can't see the future, but being married to the Schnee heiress wouldn't exactly leave him hurting.

"Maybe you could start by moving your main base to somewhere warmer?"

"Oh, yes," Weiss snickered. "All business meetings will now be held on the deck by the pool, underneath the thatch roof. Complimentary drinks will be served, each with a slice of lime."

"You say that, I know I'd enjoy poolside meetings."

"I'll inform you that businessmen don't know how to have fun, so that plan wouldn't work." Weiss picked up a box of cake mixed marked as decadent triple chocolate. "They expect square gray rooms with square white boards and square gray tables. I think this one will do, do you?" She handed over the box after scanning it.

Analyzing the triple chocolate cake, the man saw a pretty easy to follow recipe guide. Assuming Ruby loved chocolate as much as Weiss said she did, tripling it on top of the chocolate chips they were getting seemed the correct route. "I'd say it's perfect. And we got the eggs and stuff, so we should be good."

"While we're here, I might as well get something for Yang and Blake," Weiss said, adding the box of cake mix to the cart. "Yang likes spicy candy, and Blake likes… hmm. She doesn't like sweets all that much."

"Does she like coffee?"

"Oh!" Weiss gasped. "No, she loves tea!" She immediately beckoned to follow her to an isle with numerous boxes of tea, leaving the man to push the cart. He stared at the shelves, wondering what kind Blake likes. Weiss, having a bit more insider information, selected three boxes based on either prior knowledge or personal recommendation. "This should do! And Yang's candy will be at the checkout aisle." Weiss smirked. "Now, would you like anything? My treat~"

Seeing the cutesy look in Weiss' eye, the man felt that he could take advantage of her richness for her sake. Formulating a quick plan for bonus points, he said, "Go ahead and start checking out, I'll be right back." As Weiss took the cart, he ducked back towards the sweet isle and picked out two of the tiny cakes Weiss was looking at earlier. It would definitely leave a nice lasting impression if he slipped a cake onto her pillow after the first date, after all. And now he knew what to get her for any quick gifts; knowing Ruby, Blake, and Yang's preferences would probably suit him well in the future, too. It's pretty important to be in good terms with a partner's friends, especially thanks to the team dynamic.

After making sure to memorize which tea flavors Weiss was gifting Blake, the man caught up to Weiss checking out the cake ingredients and add in her cakes. She gave him a knowing glance, letting him know he passed a test she didn't offer. After purchasing everything, the two set out back to Beacon; being the gentlemen, he took the moderately heavy bags of ingredients and groceries while Weiss held the eggs.

After a short bus ride, Weiss and her boyfriend return to her dorm. Considering she had free hands, she opened the door and let him in. Both see Yang sitting in front of her TV, back to playing her game.

"Oh, hey. Where'd you two end up?"

Weiss excitedly told Yang, "We went for ice cream and then we decided to bake Ruby a cake!"

Pausing her game, Yang looked back. "Hmm, you actually remembered? Nice going!"

Weiss looked up towards her boyfriend, clearly unaware of whatever Yang was talking about. He shrugged, leading her to ask, "Wait, what did I remember?"

Yang cocked her head to the side, looking off. "Yeah, I should have expected that..." Returning to eyesight, she said, "Her birthday's next week; I knew it was too unbelievable that you would remember."

"It is?"

"No, she actually rescheduled," Yang mocked. "Yes, it's always been the end of October. Semester starts in August, it's been like, five weeks, yeah."

"Well then," Weiss said, blankly looking at the ground. "Oh, well. I guess this works out pretty well either way!"

"Wait, why were you making a cake to begin with?"

"Hmm, he just thought it would be a cute date," Weiss said, suddenly clutching the man's arm. "I agreed." He noticed that Weiss was unwilling to admit that her plan was crafting an apology. "I don't know how to cook, so it'd be nice to do it together."

Yang turned to the man. "You know how to make a cake?" He shrugged again, earning an, "That fills me with confidence. Look, if you want cooking lessons, I can give them to you; better than you poisoning my sister. I needed to make something anyway."

Weiss looked at the man, suddenly less enthusiastic. "But we were supposed to do it as a date!"

"Think of it this way: I've been making cakes since I could walk, so I do the cooking while you two decorate slash flirt, 'kay? I don't trust you near an oven, Weiss."

"Hey!"

"You managed to burn toast more than once and couldn't follow instructions for cookies."

"Ugh, fine. Is that alright with you?" Weiss, looking a bit possessive, grabbed the man's arm closer.

"I can live with decorating slash flirting. We got triple chocolate."

"Oh, rad. That's one of her favorites."

Realizing he'd been carrying several bags of groceries, the man put the bags down on Weiss' bed and started sorting what needed to go to the community fridge while telling Yang more about the plans; he sorted the rest into assorted groceries, Yang and Blake's gifts, and the two cakes. As Weiss takes the refrigerated items to the kitchen, he placed a cake on her pillow and find RWBY's closet to put the rest of the groceries away.

Satisfied with the events that had taken place, the man meet Weiss as she got back from the kitchen. He handed her Blake's tea and Yang's candy and say, "Tomorrow at 1?"

"Sounds wonderful!" Weiss slips past the man and waved goodbye. "See you then!" With that, he started heading back to your dorm. As RWBY's door clicks shut, he heard a pleasant squeak as Weiss noticed her cake. Counting the brownie points, he set off, looking forward to tomorrow.