Chapter 3

"Well. What do we have here?" Gadget asked as he walked over to the container with the MAD symbol on it. "Well. I do believe these are certainly the weapons you were talking about." he said as he picked up one of the rocket launchers and as he grabbed the handle, accidently squeezing the trigger, causing it to shoot off. "Uh oh!" He ran for Prince and knocked her down behind one of the metal crates just as an exlosion tore through the warehouse.

The Gadgetinis dived for cover as Prince was dragged behind a crate by Gadget with a shriek. "Wagh!" She landed in a heap. "Wow. That was close! They didn't even have any safeguards on that thing!" She looked up at the other inspector who had shielded her rather heroically with his body.

"Is everyone OK?" Didgit called out while fanning away some of the dust that had been kicked up from the explosion.

"M'good!" Scooter piped up, spluttering.

"I didn't ask you."

Gadget looked down to Prince, coughing a bit as he fanned away the resulting dust.
"Are you okay?" He checked her over to see if she was injured at all as he heard Digit ask the very same question.

Prince nodded to him. "I'm good. Thanks. No injuries here. Well, apart from my coat which is probably really dusty now."

He cleared his throat before yelling out a reply. "Inspector Prince and I are fine!"

Digit yelled back. "She better be! Uh, I mean... Great!"

Scooter suddenly came out of nowhere and rammed into the blue bot on purpose. "Whoops! There's some wide loads on this road!"

Digit yelled as Scooter rammed into him. "GAH! Speak for yourself, bubble butt!"

Data chuckled into her hand and grabbed onto Fidget to pull herself up.

Gadget stood and held out his hands for her to take so that he could pull her to her feet. "That was... Uh... Let's not touch the weaponry anymore." His face took on a sheepish smile with a slight blush.

Prince took his hand and got to her feet, placing the ball of her fist into her lower back. It cracked a little, but she was fine. Her coat was, as she suspected, very dusty though. "Yeah, probably best not to. Besides, I bet they'll be needing to finger print it. WOuldn't want you to get arrested too, would we?" She gave him a wink before trying to dust herself off.

Gadget chuckled lightheartedly as he backed away from all crates. "Perhaps we should wait outside?" He made for the door. The last thing he needed was to set off another rocket or something.

Prince agreed and moved outside, the Gadgetinis hurrying to follow them. When they got out there, convoy of police vehicles were pulling up and Littlewood stepped out. "Ah, Inspector!" He made a beeline for Gadget and held out his hand to shake. He was tall at around 6 foot 4 and he had a broad chest, but he kept his handshake soft. Something people noted about him. Some would say it was untrustworthy, but he was on the level. He was a good chief. "I trust the UK has been treating you well since your arrival."

"Chief Littleweed. It is nice to finally meet face to face." he said as he shook the chief's hand. He was about to reply when Inspector Prince spoke.

Prince cleared her throat and looked away for fear her face would heat up at recalling the past few hours' events.

"We seized weapons. The crates display the MAD insignia, as well as the countries they were intended for." Digit piped up. "Oddly, no addresses though. Just country names."

"Chief Littleweed. It is nice to finally meet face to face." he said as he shook the chief's hand. He was about to reply when Inspector Prince spoke.

"Yes it was almost as though it had been staged." Gadget piped up as he scratched his chin.

"Staged?" Littlewood, still shaking his hand, looked at the man with curiosity. "What do you mean staged?"

Gadget finally pulled his hand away. "Well, you see, these boxes had the names of countries where they are going, but no address. The weapons have also just been carelessly put in boxes. Obviously not intended for shipping. Something fishy is going on here." gadget stated as he rubbed his chin.

Littlewood looked down at Gadget with a blank stare. "Mmm yes, well... We'll get this all logged. Good job. We'll take it from here, you two go back to base, er... Your hotel. You've earned a rest."

At hearing this Prince breathed a sign of relief. She could use a coffee... or 5. "Thank you sir. Please let us know if we can be of any further assistance." She looked over to Gadget and gestured for them to head off as LIttlewood made his way into the warehouse to see everything with his own eyes.

"Yes sir." Gadget soluted before turning heel to go back to the warehouse to gather his sidekicks. "I don't know Inspector. I have a feeling we will be seeing more of this sort of odd work from Claw in the very near future. What is your take on all of this?" he asked. It was certainly a peculiar situation. He entered the warehouse not long after Littlewood. "Come on Digit, Fidget, let's get back to the hotel!" he yelled from the doorway.

Prince shrugged. "You know, I'm not sure. Why go to all this trouble? Why leave all this stuff so public and easy to find? It's almost as if he wanted us to find it. Like... It wasn't going anywhere at all. The labels are fake. You know?"

The Gadgetinis moved to a safe place and Digit contacted Penny instantly. "Penny, the chief is here with back up. They are going through everything now, but the agents go away, so..."

Penny smiled over the comm screen. "We'll get them eventually, the score is the most important at this stage. Plus, we have to find out what happened to Uncle Gadget!"

Data slowly moved over to stare at the screen.

"Hi Data!" Penny smiled at her and Data waved shyly.

"Um..."

"What is it?"

"I found... This." Data held up a square piece of metal.

Digit looked at the little metal piece Data had ahold of.

"You think that was what made Gadget go crazy?" he asked as he took the little chunk from Data to examine it.

Data scuffed her foot against the floor and held her hands behind her back shyly. "I don't know. Maybe? Penny wants it to examine, so we better get it back to the hotel."

Scooter was busy trying to show some of the officers to extra crates near the rear of the warehouse in an unusual show of energy. Usually she'd let everyone else do the leg work, but since there was more than met the eye (Lel) with what was happening, she figured she should pull her weight.

"Just a second!" Fidget called over. He was just finishing showing an officer a crate full of Japanese style swords and wanted to be sure they marked it correctly. He was, after all, a big anime fan and would not allow them to just mark them as katana, since they weren't all katana at all.

Eventually, all 4 Gadgetinis came marching over and looked at both Inspectors. "Ready when you guys are."

Gadget had spent a few moments rubbing at his chin in thought when the Gadgetinis approached. "Hm... I guess we will just have to wait and see. Keep our guards up though. Who knows what that mad man is up to next." With that, he walked with Prince and the Gadgetinis back to the hotel.

When they got closer to the building, Gadget cleared his throat awkwardly and tugged at his tie. "So listen... Uh... Inspector Prince... If you aren't doing anything later... I mean if you are that is ok..." he continued to babble a bit before Digit elbowed him. "Ah hm... As I was saying... I was womdering if you wanted to accompany me to dinner this evening?" he asked as he fiddled his fingers about in a nervous manner, a slight tint of red dusting the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

Prince turned round as they reached the door of the hotel and smiled at Gadget. "Dinner? Sounds good to me. I hate eating alone when on assignment. It's so boring." She opened the door and wandered in. The 4 Gadgetinis followed, before dashing away up the stairs to go and see Penny with the chip leaving the two alone in the lobby. "Just be sure to fix your gadgets, wouldn't want you malfunctioning again, would we?" She gave him a quick wink before heading for the stairs. "I'm not sure what the hotel's restaurant is like, but I know they say the place down the road is pretty good..."

Gadget smilled a wide, giddy smile as he perked right up. "Ah! Yes. We should go try it then. Shall I come get you about 6?" he asked as he looked to his watch. They had a couple hours yet. That would give him enough time to clean up and make sure Penny was all taken care of.

"Sounds good to me, I'll be in my room getting ready. I think I've earned a nice, long bath." She waved and made her way up the stairs to her room, shutting herself in and drawing a bath for herself.

Gadget watched Prince leave before heading for his own room, a dreamy look in his eye.

Penny almost leaped out of her skin as the Gadgetinis came barging in with the chip. They all fought over who was going to explain everything, but as always, Digit won and told Penny about what had happened when she had left.

"Boy, that's strange." She took the chip and placed it in her scanning device. "I guess we'll have to wait and see what the police come up with. Meanwhile, I'm going to get to work figuring this out." Suddenly, her belly rumbled loudly distracting the Gadgetinis from their background arguing. "Sorry guys, I'm just really hungry. Think you could go grab me something? Also, where's Uncle Gadget and the other Inspector? Are they back?"

"Yes." Digit sighed. "Gadget's still acting wierd though.

"Huh? Weird how?" Penny almost wondered if the chip wasn't related to his malfunction and was about to throw the theory out the window when Digit finally explained.

"He's babbling around Prince. Looks like a darn fool."

"Oh." Penny went back to work as if it was nothing. "Still, you best keep your eye on them both."

Penny's scan was still in progress. Whatever the chip was, the tech was very good. It was hard to break into and figure out. She wrinkled her nose a little as her stomach rumbled again.

"Penny my dear." Gadget suddenly walked in causing Fidget to almost leap out of his metal housing. "Inspector Prince and I are going to dinner tonight. Would you like me to leave you some money so you can order a pizza? They have a small restaurant here off the lobby as well if you are interested." he grinned as he moved to grab clean clothes. He needed a bath in the worst way. He smelled of smoke and debris from the warehouse incident.

Penny almost leaped again as Gadget entered, the memory of him grabbing her and binding her with the Gadgetinis still fresh in her mind. "You... Going to dinner, huh?" She cracked a smirk in an attempt to push down her anxiety. "Is this work related?" Digit scowled up at her, but she didn't notice at all.

Gadget smiled as he gathered up his things before heading to the shower. "No, I figured I would treat Inspector Prince out to dinner. It is the least I could do for... Well..." The thought of him defiling not once, but twice, and whatever happened when he malfunctioned... It was the least he could do for her. "Anyways... I shouldn't be too late. Make sure you lock this door and don't answer for anyone but me. Got it?" He smiled as he disappeared into the restroom. He looked around, noticing that housekeeping must have been in. And a repairman... Because everything was where it should have been once more.

"OK, will do." Penny didn't look up from her work, but she was just going through the motions vocally. She never stayed put, not when he was on assignment. It had been something she had always done ever since she went to live with him after her parents deaths. He needed protecting more than her. Those gadgets had scrambled his brain more than she wanted to admit, but her uncle was still there at least. "Pizza sounds good to me, I'll order it soon." She heard the door shut and she turned to Digit. "It's going to take a few hours. Can you tail Uncle Gadget and Prince with Fidget while they go to dinner? Don't get yourself seen, but I just want to be sure they are safe. With MAD on the loose, we can't take any chances."

Gadget was nervous. He wasn't sure why. Prince was a nice enough woman and it wasnt like it was a real date, right? But he still was quite nervous. He smoothed out his coat and straightened his hat before knocking on the door to her room.

Prince was finishing getting ready. She didn't want to dress too fancy, but it was worth making a bit of an effort since the restaurant was a little more upper class. She was just glad that she had had the mind to pack a small black dress when she travelled to the hotel. It wasn't special, Just a plain black tea dress, no fancy trimmings or anything. SHe opened the door and greeted Gadget. "Oh, hey! Punctual I see. Come in, I'm just about to put my shoes and jacket on, then I'll be ready to go."

As soon as she answered the door, his eyes widened. Wowzers. Did she ever clean up nice. As she offered for him to come in, he could feel his face heat up a little as he accepted and walked through the threshold. "I- uh- yeah. I am always very punctual. It, uh, it comes with the job." he honestly had no idea what he was saying. He was so busy looking at Prince. The black dress she wore was so simple and so modest and yet he felt as though she were some seductive fiend out to get him. "So, uh, what was this place called again? Is it in walking distance or should i call a cab?" he asked as he stood in the middle of the room, unsure where to really go as he watched her finish getting ready.

She sat on the edge of her bed and yanked on her shoes one after the other. "It's a French restaurant I think. My French is horrible, so excuse me as I try to pronounce this, but I think it's called Oriel Grande Brasserie. It's walking distance I think, so no worries about a taxi." She adjusted the small set of gold stud earrings she's put in and stood to go grab her jacket which was just behind Gadget. As she reached, she accidentally nudged his arm. It was hard. Harder than she'd remembered. Was that all the metal inside him? "Sorry, excuse me, I just need my coat and then we can set off."

"Oh! Excuse me. I don't mean to be in the way." he apologized with a smile as he moved a bit to the left so she could get to her jacket. "A french restaurant, eh? Luckily for you I know a bit." he smiled as he walked over to open the door. "Ladies first?" he offered as he held the door open.

"Oh, you do?" She tugged on the sleeves and made her way to the door. "Thank you." He was quite a gentleman, totally the opposite to what he'd been like before. It was very strange. "I enjoy the language, but I never really learned it. The accent is..." She visibly shuddered. "Ohh my, I go weak at the knees for it."

"How... How could an accent make you react in such a way? It is just verbal?" he asked as he shut the door behind them and began walking down the hall to the hotel.

"I don't know, it just sounds really... Nice." She hugged herself as she spoke, almost as if she was remembering something. She wasn't, she was just imagining the accent in her minds eye and inwardly melting. "Seriously, that accent gets me pretty hot under the collar. Never understood why really, but there we go." She made her way through the doors and took a breath of the night air in.

It was a pleasant evening out. Not too cold. Cool enough to need a light jacket, but otherwise fine.

Gadget thought over what she said. An accent? Making her... Oh. OH! He got it now. But... He still couldnt understand how words alone could make her react in such a way. "So Inspector Prince. Tell me a little about yourself?" He looked over to her as they made it to the sidewalk. Not that he was trying to change the subject, but the thought of her... Just from the way someone spoke? It made him a little uncomfortable.

"Hm? About me?" She looked to him briefly, before looking up to the sky and pursing her lips. "I'm not really sure what to say. I'm not really good with talking about myself. What do you want to know?" Her eyes watched as a plane went overhead to land at the airport nearby and she grimaced. Flying. She HATED flying.

"Well..." Gadget started as he watched the plane as well. "How about hobbies? What do you do for fun when you aren't at work?" he asked as he smiled at her once more.

Back behind a ways was Digit ducking and rolling from bush to mail box to tree, trying his best to remain inconspicuous as he trailed Gadget and Prince.

Fidget was trying to keep up with his brother as they followed the two Inspectors and kept tripping over. It was surprising no one heard the clanks and he was grateful to the loud jet engines going overhead for drowing out the noise.

"Well, I enjoy uh..." Her brain suddenly got a bit foggy and she couldn't seem to figure out why. It took her a moment, but she finally fixed on something. "I like working with computers."

"I also have a bit of a love of coffee." She grinned sheepishly and looked over to Gadget. "What... What about you? You seem very switched on with your work, do you ever get any downtime?"

"Well, crime never sleeps and so I rarely do myself. I do like spending time with Penny. She is a great kid. And Digit and Fidget..." he said as he found himself walking a little closer to the Inspector. "What about family? Ive always just had Penny, until she made Fidget and Digit. Couldnt imagine what it would be like without them really." he stated with a light laugh.

Again, her mind struggled for a moment before latching onto something. "I... Have a mother and... Father somewhere. Other than that I..." They were finally outside the doors of the restaurant and she stood in silence for a moment, before turning to face Gadget. "I don't have anyone else really. I don't even know where they are. I bet it's nice to have Penny and the boys around. I just have the Chief and recently Data and Scooter. I suppose you could say they are very much like my children, in one sense. I know that sounds stupid."

"Not at all! I mean i've got my chief too. He isnt such a bad guy. Guess when you work with someone so long they become family!" he said as he opened the door to the restaurant and offered her to go in first. And the Gadgetinis are green under the gills and need more education much like teens, so no. I don't believe that sounds stupid at all."

"Quimby, right? I've heard of him. Obviously from Littlewood and his dealings with him." She gave him a smile and a nod as he held the door open for her and she stepped up into the lobby of the restaurant.

It was a nice place, a mix of modern with vintage hints here and there. Wood mixed with sleek glass panelling, art deco style tiled floor and hanging glass and metal pendant lights over the tables in the front and the more intimate tables had tealights placed in vintage style blown glass votives. As they walked further in, they were greeted by the host who smiled politely and asked if they had reservations.

Gadget smiled as he followed her in, but as they were met with the host, he gave an uneasy smile. "Ah... See we didnt make reservations. Werent aware we had to. Just in on vacation ya see..." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. He should have known. This place seemed pretty semi-classy. "Uh is there any openings we can take?"

The host was still smiling, so it didn't seem so bad. "Yes, we have free tables at the back. We only ask for reservations as it can get quite busy in the evenings, but we don't require them as standard." He reached to his side and pulled out two menus from the small holder next to his podium and tucked them under his arm. "If you would follow me."

He led them passed the bar and down by a section which had high bar-style seats to a more closed off and intimate section where the tables all had candles. Once there, he pulled out the seat for Prince and offered to take her coat. She removed it and handed it over with a thanks, before plopping down on the plush looking dining chair.

Gadget took his chair, after handing off his jacket. "Here are your menus. Your server tonight will be Allison. She will be with you shortly." he said before walking off.

"Well." Gadget started as he opened his menu. "This place sure is nice." He looked down at the menu and as soon as he saw the prices he nearly malfunctioned. No. He would take care of Inspector Prince. It didnt matter how much the bill came to. But if definitely caught him off guard. "So what are you thinking? I am kind of eyeing this here Chicken Fricasee. Sounds good." He skimmed the menu with a slightly wonky smile.

"Oof." She eyed her menu carefully and with a somewhat disgusted expression. Those prices were certainly nothing like what she was used to where she lived further up north. "I don't know, this is all so expensive." But, it would be very rude to walk into a restaurant, be seated and then run out again. "I think I might go with the duck."

A short while later, the server appeared with a towel draped over her arm. "Have we decided? Shall I take your drinks order?"

"Just water for me." Truth be told, Prince daren't get anything else for fear of having to remortgage her house. "Thank you." She looked to Gadget just as the server spoke again.

"Very good, and to eat? Any starters?"

"None for me, thank you. Just water and the duck. I uh... I don't think my wallet could, uh..."

"Monsieur?"

Gadget disregarded the server for a moment to speak to Prince. "Nonsense. I will be taking care of the bill tonight. It is the least I could do after all. Order what you like!" He smiled kindly at his dining companion, before turning back to the watress. "-Ah yes. I will take the chicken fricasse please. Water for me as well.-" He ordered in somewhat broken French before offering to take Prince's menu so he could hand them off to the server. She kind of squinted at her pad, as though she were trying to register just what he had said. There was something about a tennis ball in there, but she did understand 'Chicken Fricasee' and 'water', so she just went with it and hoped it would be correct.

Prince felt terribly guilty as she smiled nervously over at Gadget who seemed to be smiling innocently back at her. He would pay for the food? Could he afford it? Mind you, it seemed as if he'd been in his line of work for many years. Perhaps he was comfortable. She smiled over at him graciously. "Wow, uh... Thank you. But at least let me buy you a drink later to make up for it." She leaned back in her seat and tried to relax a little.

The restaurant wasn't busy at all and, besides and older couple across the way, they were the only ones in the back. The host came sauntering over again, leaned down and lit the tealight on the table, before mincing off again to go and wait for more customers. The candle burned brightly in the dimly lit room and it made the silverware and glassware sparkle.

Digit and Fidget managed to get to the restaurant, but were unable to see Gadget and Prince through the window. They waited until the host had left to go do something before sneaking in. Digit spotted them in the back and so the two brothers hid in one of the booths to the side.

"Normally i would reject the idea of alcohol, but how can iI turn down such an offer?" he smiled warmly at her as the host lit the tea light. It was almost... Romantic. At the thought, Gadget felt his face heat up a bit. "So what is it like being an inspector here in the UK?" he asked, trying to get his mind off the subject of romance as the server came with two glasses of water and set them down infront of each. Gadget smiled and thanked the young lady before she walked off.

"Hm? Oh, it's not so bad. We obviously have to have a lot of self defense training. But, I'm sure it's the same for you guys." She took a sip of water. It suddenly felt a lot hotter in there and her mouth was drying out more and more each minute. "What about you? What's it like being, uh... You?" This man was interesting. She'd never encountered anyone like him before. He was both a mechanical and medical marvel to be fitted with such gadgets and also to have survived such a procedure and his previous malfunctions? Surely he was dangerous. How had he kept his job? She needed to know more.

Gadget smiled. "Well obviously I am no normal Inspector. Actually, I am a lieutenant if you want to get technical... I'm actually uncertain as to why I keep being called Inspector again. I'll have to take it up with your chief. Maybe it's something to do with the mission. Anyway, I was actually a security guard. Had a nasty accident and they put me back together with a few extra parts." he smiled sheepishly. He wasnt embarassed of himself. Far from it. He wasnt sure why he felt so strange around her.

"So I see. I got to see a couple of your, uh... Features before. So, what about your life before this? Do you remember much about it? You know... Normal things like what you were like in school? Things of that nature?" Her brain prickled as she attempted to recall her own life just in case he asked her the same questions. Why was it so hard to think?

"Yeah, not much. The further back I try to go, the harder it is to recall. They said that was normal or whatever. I dont know. I guess i have always been... Accident proned though." he smiled as the server brough over a basket of garlic bread sticks and marinara to dip. They actually smelled incredible. "So what about you? What did you do before you became an inspector?" he asked as he grabbed a breadstick and dipped it before taking a bite.

Prince watched as he dipped a breadstick and raised a brow. "Huh... Weird thing to serve for a French restaurant. But who am I to argue with food?" She reached over and grabbed her own and answered his question while nibbling on the end of the long breadstick. "I, uh... I think I worked in computers. My heads a bit funny about my past. Not really sure why. It sounds a bit strange, I know, but I think it might have been from an accident I had. The village I grew up in had a small police HQ according to LIttlewood and it got blown up. Everyone died apart from lil old me who was fresh as a daisy to the force. According to Chief he found documentation with my name on it there, so he allowed me to keep my job when I recovered, but transferred me to his HQ."

"Wowzers. I am sorry that happened. What caused it do they know?" he asked. He was genuinely curious. That was a scary position to be in. He knew what it was like to lose a piece of yourself so he could totally sympathize.

She shrugged as she finished the stick. "The explosion, they don't know. As for my memory? They said it could have been the injuries from the explosion. I hit my head pretty bad. I don't know... I don't remember it." Breadstick finished, she leaned back in her seat again and smiled over at her dining partner. "I guess what I don't know can't hurt me, I'm not so bothere, but I would like to at least remember my childhood and bits like that."

"I guess we are in the same boat so-to-speak in that department."

The server finally brought their food. "Wowzers that was fast." He leaned back a bit allowing the server put the plate of duck in front of Prince, before placing Gadget's in front of him. "Wow. This looks delicious."

Prince nodded a thank you to the waitress and gave her meal a look over. The duck had been cooked perfectly and the skin was golden and crisp, not at all limp and fatty. She clapped her hands excitedly. "It really does!" She was about to dig in when she remembered that it wouldn't be right without at least toasting thier first success. She reached for her water and raised it in the air. "First mission success!"

Gadget took his glass and brought it to hers with a light 'clink'. "Yes. To our first successful mission and a new found friendship." He toasted and took a drink before setting his glass down and digging in. It was absolutely perfect. The chicken melted in his mouth and his vegetables were cooked to perfection. He let out a very satisfied noise as he took another bite. After swallowing he looked to Prince. "So... What is your name? I do not believe you ever said?" he asked as he forked another piece of meat and ate it.

By the time he asked the question about her name, she too was digging in and almost felt tears spring forth from her tear ducts. It was so unbelievably tasty. She took a moment to finish the mouthful she had before answering him. "My name? I haven't? Well, it's..." Just as she was saying her name, one of the waiters dropped a tray full of glassware and it drowned out what she had said.

Gadget nearly jumped at the sound, losing a bitefull of fricasee to the floor with his fork, and was also not able to hear her properly. He dug at his ear with his pinky before looking back at her. "I'm sorry. I didnt quite get that." he said as he looked at her again.

Prince craned her neck to make sure the staff was OK, before turning her attention back to Gadget. "I said it's..." Another loud crash interrupted her, as a waiter came around the corner with a tray full of food and skidded on a stray piece of broken glass.

Gadget looked back in alarm once more. After seeing that the wait staff was ok, he turned back to Prince. He hadn't heard her once again, but it would have been rude to ask her once more so he smiled and nodded. "Ah. And what a lovely name that is." he forced a smile before focusing once more on his food.

"Oh, you charmer!" She swatted a hand his way, before going back to eat again. Hopefully the accident prone staff would stop hurting themselves. She didn't like loud noises, they made her anxious.

In the booth, Digit and Fidget were watching them with eagle eyes.

Fidget's eyes dashed from left to right. "Nothing yet, though that tripping up and smashing stuff was suspicious."

Digit let out a sigh. "What's he saying now?"

"Hold on, I'll check. Why are you so focused on what Gadget is saying anyway Digit?"

"Er... No reason. Just, uh... Just tell me."

Fidget rolled his eyes. "Why aren't you just using your listening device too?"

"Excuse me, but I am keeping watch!"

As the meal wore on, Gadget found himself smiling more and more. He enjoyed talking to Prince. She was a very nice lady.

"Your bill, sir." The server set the little book in front of him. Gadget smiled and thanked her before opening it up. If they could, his eyes would have bugged out of his head. Well then. Thank goodness he brought enough cash with him. He coughed in his hand a bit before he reached for his wallet. "Well, this was certainly a delicious meal. I hope yours was as good as mine." he smiled at her as he threw the money and tip into the booklet and stood, taking his jacket from the Server before holding out his arm. "Shall we? I think I saw an ice-cream store on our way here if you are interested?"

Prince nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, thank you very much, it was amazing! That duck was so good I could eat it again." She slowly stood, took her coat from the host and put it over her shoulders instead of putting it on properly. It was hot in the restaurant and so she figured she'd not put it on fully until the chill of the outside air hit her properly. "An icecream stand? Don't tell me you're still hungry." She moved closer and poked him in the belly with a smirk.

"Well, I mean... If you are too full, we don't have to. I just-" he retracted his offered arm as he began to heat up in the face. "I thought what better than dessert after such a fine meal?" He turned to walk away, but ran right into a server with a giant platter full of food. It went to the floor with a loud crash.

"Oh! I am so sorry! Here!" he said as he offered a hand to help the server up.

Prince shook her hands defensively and followed suit with her head. "Oh, no no no. I... I'd love some ic-" But she was suddenly interrupted as Gadget collided with one of the staff members sending him tumbling to the tiled floor. Slices of beef, sauteed mushrooms and rich gravy had flown into the air and had landed on nearby diners who had not long since been seated and some ended up narrowly missing Digit and Fidget who were still watching carefully.

"Are you OK Gadget? You didn't hurt yourself, did you?" Prince moved over and looked him over as he tried to help up the waiter.

"Oh! No no i am fine! I just hope hes ok." he said as he helped the waiter up.

"No no monseur, I'm fine. Reelee." he said in a thick french accent. However, the table that caught the brunt of the food were giving them dirty looks. "Ahah ok! Lets uh... Let's get out of here." he said sheepishly as he grabbed prince by the hand and pulled her along.

Prince cringed a little over the mess of the waiter and surrounding areas, before being dragged away by the hand. She followed as fast as she could. He could sure move fast when he wanted to, that was for sure!

"Wow, uh... Hah. That was eventful! Anyway, where is this ice-cream place you were talking about?" She looked back to make sure no one was following them through anger, before turned her head back to face forwards, her hand still in his.

Digit watched as Gadget grabbed her hand and felt a wave of... What was that? He wasn't sure, but he knew he didn't like it. "Come on Fidget, lets follow them. We can't be too careful."