[b]Sasha[/b]
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[color=6ecff6]"What were you about to say?" [/color]Sasha asked, when they had sat down, having seen the pause, as if he were changing what he was going to say. She told the waiter what she wanted to drink when he came over, but didn't look away from Lazarus, waiting for an answer, giving Lazarus a smile. 

Sasha hadn't taken off her jacket either, not quick comfortable doing so in a restaurant full of people, wearing what she was. She shifted slightly, waiting for a response, wondering just what Lazarus was thinking.