Vince tapped his fingers on the table, glancing nervously at his watch. It wasn't that she was late, he'd just arrived early, but it had been so long since he'd been on an actual date - even a casual one like this - that he was a little nervous.

He usually just hooked up with random girls at the races and the after parties, and even when it became more than a one night stand he never actually...y'know...went on dates.

His eyes flickered over the menu again, not really looking at what it said, just needing something to do. He hoped this place was good enough, he'd always thought it had a nice atmosphere, but who was he to know what girls liked.

He didn't know where things would go with Amira, he just had fun flirting with her, and he figured it was worth seeing how things went. It was a little difficult since Faye had come into the picture, but he'd barely met her, and it wasn't like he was actually 'with' either of them yet. He wasn't the type of guy to two-time anyway, he had a hard enough time dealing with one at a time.

Amira wiped her sweaty palms on the back of her dress. She stood around the corner of the restaurant, smoking a cigarette nervously. She watched as the happy people walked down the street, wondering if she could ever be that happy. She smirked, the thought of her actually being happy and settling down amusing her. Ami flicked her cigarette acrossed the street and drew in a deep breath before rounding the corner and heading into the restaurant Vince had invited her to.

Amira was on a date. An actual date. Not just another one of her hook ups. No wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. She was actually trying to make an attempt at making a connection with someone.

She sighed softly opening the door and stepping into the warm atmosphere, instantly feeling at ease. Vince apparently had good taste. The restaurant was semi-crowded and light music played in the background. She inhaled the delicious aromas flowing through the restaurant as she made her way towards V after spotting him across the room.

Amira went through her mental check list as she crossed the room. Shaved? Check. Deodarant? Check. Sexy underwear? Check. Hot man? Ch- ch-chhheeeccck! She smirked softly as she reached the table, finding V staring intently at the menu, his eyebrows scrunched together in an amazingly sexy way.

"Does anything look appetizing?" She whispered, seductively, slowly pulling the menu out of his hand.

He just about swallowed his tongue as he looked up at her, all his other worries blanking from his mind. "Oh yeah, I'd say so," he growled, standing up politely and leaning down to pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. "You look good enough to eat," he murmured in her ear before pulling out her chair for her.

Taking his seat across from her, he leaned back, already knowing what he wanted, his focus now on her. "I'm glad you could make it," he grinned, toying with his half-empty water glass. He'd waited on ordering anything else, waiting for her to join him. "What'd you think of this place? We can go somewhere else if you'd rather," he added.

As V leaned in towards Amira, she felt her knees shaking lightly as she inhaled his warm scent. Her body shivered as his beard scraped her cheek and she couldn't help but smile and stutter. "Umm...umm... no, this is better than fine," she blurted out, sitting down nervously.

She was sure that she looked like a big goofball. She blushed brightly and continued to grin from ear to ear as she sat across the table from him. She picked up her menu, trying to take her mind off the deliciously naughty thoughts running through her mind.

"What's good here?" She asked, nervously. She mentally ran through the conversation starters her and Skitz had worked on at work today, but her mind was currently just full of Vince. This could be bad, she thought to herself, realizing that not only were her knees weak, but her brain had currently decided to check out on her.

"You come here often?" She asked, trying to not seem like a complete doofus. "Seems like a nice place to chill at."