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[color=a187be]"I hope I didn't make you wait long,"[/color] she said apologetically.  Straightening up, Shizuka blinked in mild confusion, her eyes darting around Alban's head, her gaze peering over his shoulders, looking for the person she expected would be present.  Shizuka decided to pay it no heed, 'Mrs. Alban' was probably waiting inside to get out of the rain.  [color=a187be]"Thank you so much for inviting me.  I've never had French cuisine before.  I'm really looking forward to it."[/color]
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[color=6ecff6]"Oh, no. Don't worry, I've only been here for 5 or 10 minutes. I'm an early bird, I suppose."[/color] he responded to her, noticing her eyes dart to and fro as though she was expecting someone else. Al was a bit confused by that, but he played it off. Perhaps she had just seen someone or something behind him. [color=6ecff6]"You've seriously never had French food before? You've been missing out on a lot, mademoiselle!"[/color] the blond man exclaimed, adding a pseudo-French accent to his last sentence. He quickly opened the door for her, and ushered her inside.

The restaurant's aesthetic was very authentic inside, very much resembling the Parisian eateries he had been to in his time in France. The floor consisted of black-and-white tiles, the ceiling, a nice cream color, was adorned with many lights, and the walls were a mahogany brown. If Alban didn't know better, this place could be mistaken for being a real French diner. Their hostess, a young Japanese woman, greeted them with a curt bow. [color=6ecff6]"I have a reservation under the name Voclain for 9:35. There's 2 of us."[/color] Alban told the hostess. Checking the list over, the woman quickly found his name. "Right this way please." she told them, now holding two menus in her hand.

They were led to a private booth in the corner of the restaurant, away from the prying eyes of the public. A single flickering candle was sat in the middle of the table, its small flame dancing to its own beat. Fortunately, there weren't too many people eating here this late at night on a Sunday, so the restaurant felt relatively exclusive and quiet. As they sat down, their waiter came over. "What can I get you two to drink?" he asked them. Al thought for a moment, rubbing his chin. [color=6ecff6]"Can I get a bottle of red wine and two glasses? And of course whatever she wants."[/color] the blond man requested, shooting a look at Shizuka. [color=6ecff6]"If you want the true French experience, you'll need at least [i]a[/i] glass of wine with your meal! It accentuates the taste."[/color] 

Alban appeared to be entranced by this restaurant, a giddy smile on his face. [color=6ecff6]"This place reminds me of home... It feels like forever ago."[/color] he uttered, his eyes sparkling in the light.
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