Characters: Oruha and Squalo
Location: Communal, the streets, then a restaurant.
Rating: PG-13, Squalo's on his best behavior after all.
Time: Sept. 3, evening/night.
Description: They're finally going out for dinner.
Precisely at seven - punctuality was important in his line of work, and Squalo saw no reason why it shouldn't carry out to his personal life - Squalo knocked on Oruha's door, ready to go out. He looked forward to a couple hours with pleasant company he didn't have to babysit, argue with, strangle or otherwise deal with. He was still a bit off his game, between dealing with the madness, Bel and... whatever the hell Bel was doing this time, and his pending business with Naminé. After his encounter with Mukuro, he realized he was procrastinating seeing the girl face to face, which was ridiculous in and of itself, and it was slowly souring his mood all the time.
But hey, he had a date with a lovely woman tonight, he had a reason to be in a good mood and concentrate on that. Besides the fact he wanted to find out how deep exactly was Oruha getting involved into the war.
Dressed in a nice charcoal suit, Squalo was in a mood to have a nice night and put the rest of the world on hold for a couple hours.