WHO: Rimmer and Raven.
WHERE: Mr. Smith's Fine Prime Rib restaurant.
WHEN: Saturday evening, 9/12/09
WARNINGS: Nah.
SUMMARY: Because Raven was so nice to Rimmer by babysitting him when he was snockered, he's treating her to dinner in thanks. Derp.
FORMAT: Whatever works.
The silver Jag pulled up in front of Raven's apartment complex at around eight o'clock. He was dressed appropriately for a fancy steak dinner out...except for the hat. Yes, he was wearing his tweed hat again and it clashed with his dark shirt and trousers. But he had nothing else to hide the H, so it would have to do.
...He was taking a woman out for dinner.
All right, yes, it was in thanks for her being so kind to him. And, yes, he was not at all interested in her like that. At all. But still. He felt like this was some sort of minor betrayal. Hm. He'd have to think about this later. What would she think about this?
He idled in the loading zone, after sending her a text letting her know he was there. The temperature was just right for the top of the car to be down, too. Lovely evening, at least.