Jasper smiled easily at the attendant as he entered the restaurant, indicating with one hand that he was after a table for two, though his partner had yet to arrive. He was a little early, but that was usually better than being late. He gave his name, and that he was awaiting his sister, before being seated at a lovely table towards the back of the dining room. He selected the chair that would put his back to the wall and allow him to see Arya when she arrived.
Getting time off work was hard, but when Jasper had been signed that Sunday night off, he’d immediately contacted his sister to get together for dinner. Not that whatever he put in his mouth would do him any good, but it was important to keep up appearances. Besides, Fig was busy that night and couldn’t work on his vampire education with him. He was okay with that, as the last few night had been full on and he was looking forward to relaxing.
When the waiter approached, Jasper indicated that he would have a ‘glass of red’, while also making a note to the server that his table mate was mundane, and would like to stay that way. So while he waited, Jasper dined on a glass of ‘wine’, enjoying the crisp and fresh taste. The Restaurant – known as ‘The Fantasy Bite’ – was run by a Family who was on good terms with Rafe, making Jasper feel comfortable being there, as well as bringing his sister through the doors. It was also far enough removed from Indulge that Jasper was able to work on the low down, reporting what he saw and experienced back to Rafe.
Lowering his glass, Jasper glanced towards the entrance way in time to see Arya entering and lifted a hand to greet her, even as she was brought to his table by a waiter. Jasper stood up, and greeted Arya with a hug and a kiss to her left cheek; he tightened his hold a little before letting her go, and once more claimed his seat. “Do you know what you want?” He asked his sister, even as the waiter gave them both a menu.
Getting time off work was hard, but when Jasper had been signed that Sunday night off, he’d immediately contacted his sister to get together for dinner. Not that whatever he put in his mouth would do him any good, but it was important to keep up appearances. Besides, Fig was busy that night and couldn’t work on his vampire education with him. He was okay with that, as the last few night had been full on and he was looking forward to relaxing.
When the waiter approached, Jasper indicated that he would have a ‘glass of red’, while also making a note to the server that his table mate was mundane, and would like to stay that way. So while he waited, Jasper dined on a glass of ‘wine’, enjoying the crisp and fresh taste. The Restaurant – known as ‘The Fantasy Bite’ – was run by a Family who was on good terms with Rafe, making Jasper feel comfortable being there, as well as bringing his sister through the doors. It was also far enough removed from Indulge that Jasper was able to work on the low down, reporting what he saw and experienced back to Rafe.
Lowering his glass, Jasper glanced towards the entrance way in time to see Arya entering and lifted a hand to greet her, even as she was brought to his table by a waiter. Jasper stood up, and greeted Arya with a hug and a kiss to her left cheek; he tightened his hold a little before letting her go, and once more claimed his seat. “Do you know what you want?” He asked his sister, even as the waiter gave them both a menu.
