Dr Betty director wasn't easily amazed, she had, after all ,seen plenty of stuff in her life. From super villain attacks to the small joys of life, she hadn't long had the feeling of getting impressed in a positive manner, the only thing impressing her being the malicious nature of humans. But this was...she was speechless; it was almost like when she had been a child and had dreamed about being a princess. The whole place was filled with regality, with charm, with expensive decorations and, by the looks of it, delicious food. She took in the smells that came from the kitchens, they were no doubt appealing.

She wondered, was this what a Lord's life was like? The treatment of respect? The joyous and tasty meals ? The classy life? Lord Montgomery was charming, and if this was how he had been raised then it was no wonder, it all seemed too good to be true.

Giving her his arm Montgomery smiled, as he saw how impressed she was with things, in her air stewardess (or so he thought her job to be) employment she probably wouldn't have many chances to life the high society life. This had been one of the reasons he had taken her into this place. Impressing her with his care and education was all fine and good, but showing her the benefits of dating him...a rich man, was one of his secondary objectives. He wanted to make sure she got with him, despite the awkwardness of the first encounter.

Betty however, wasn't frivolous enough to be with a man only for social benefits, and while this reminded her of when she helped out middle eastern rulers, who were given to expenses, she needed to get a hold of herself. Her mouth was hanging open in a not so pooch manner, and she was self conscious about it. She had been staring at everything like a child, with open curiosity, and she could hear some sort of giggles from the companions of the business man who had picked this restaurant.

She got a decent salary, sure, but she had the impression she'd ruin herself if she were to try and pick this kind of restaurant to eat regularly. Lord Montgomery must have been a real millionaire, or even a billionaire, if he was to spend his money so carelessly, even more so on her.

It was flattering that he would do this for her, and spent such a crazy amount of money on his date with her, she couldn't help but feel good about herself when she examined herself to ask, what had he seen in her?

Montgomery looked at the woman he planned to impress that day with a small hint of amusement on his face, the smile still strong. S had taken care of her hair and she looked astoundingly good. He voiced his thoughts on her looks with a smooth tone that was helped by his British accent. Betty smiled too, embarrassed, it seemed that taking the time to look nice had paid off.

They sat down at one of the tables and Betty's eyes widened as she stared at the prices in the menus, she blushed, she had deduced it would be expensive, but this...this was almost too much. She spent less in food in a month than what a meal would cost though that wasn't saying much, seeing as the cafeteria in the headquarters served delicious food for free, and she was there almost every day, still, it was ridiculously expensive!

"What would the lady desire?" – the head waiter asked. He had recognized Lord Montgomery and he knew he must be full of Pounds.

"Oh". .. – Betty had been so focused on the prices she hadn't even looked at the meals, she looked at the names, most of them in French. Luckily , as the head of a major organization she spoke French, so she could understand the names. She made her order and Lord Monty did the same. The waiter then went to fetch their orders as they made small talk.

"So..." – Lord Montgomery knew in order to seem polite and gain her attention, he'd have to talk about himself and listen her talk about herself. – "Is your job going alright?"

The question took Betty by surprise, the last thing she needed to talk about was her job. But she'd humor him, if that was really his question.

"It's going alright, it is sort of tiring moving from Azores to Britain every night, but I can handle." – She used her fake life as an excuse, she couldn't and wouldn't tell him about her real life. – "I mean it keeps me busy, at least."

Lord Montgomery was interested in the civilian life of Betty. Unfortunately that was also the area where she was less blessed, her life being only work, work, and work.

"But let's not talk about work..." – She paused and looked around, nervous, she was a good liar, but she was sure Lord Montgomery would catch her lying if she kept at it, seeing as lies were just like snowballs, they kept getting bigger and bigger. – "What do you do for a living? Judging by the prices of this restaurant, whatever you do must be pretty profitable."

Lord Monty thought back to what he truly did, as a super villain, all the while Betty waited for the response she knew already, having searched him online previously. Montgomery, as much as he'd love to be honest, couldn't, without scaring her off, so he just told her about his heritage.

Betty raised her eyebrows like it surprised her, and she faked a tone of excitement.

" A Lord..." – She didn't feel too excited about it, having known about it for a while, but faking it was a necessity. – "You must have women throwing themselves at you then..."

Lord Montgomery grimaced, that was a sore spot for him, the only relationship he had had that had been serious had b...He chided himself again. He wouldn't think about it now. Not when he had such a marvelous woman in front of him.

"Not as many as you'd imagine...in fact I am pretty lonely."

Betty wasn't expecting that tone from him, he wasn't being disrespectful or rude or anything, he was just sad...the mere tone alone was depressing her.

"Well then..." – She paused as if waiting for the right moment to tell him something. – "So am I..as you can imagine not many men are thrilled to date someone who has to leave most nights and stick away from them for weeks."

It was true, that was the main issue she had, she too lowered her eyes, and stared at the table as if particularly interested in it. The food was almost there, and Lord Monty used the space between them, for there was only a table decoration there, to put his monkey hands over hers, covered by gloves still.

They looked at one another and smiled, Monty felt like his heart was thumping, he had acted on instinct and he hadn't know if he was doing the right thing, but seeing her smile at him confirmed it for him.

The food arrived and they ate in silence, there was no need for words, only small smiles between sips. They felt really close to one another.