[oom: Dinner with captainryan]

[riversinger]

[from here]

River arrives in the bar just before seven in the evening, and secures a table for two in a cozy corner of the bar.  She's dressed casually, wearing her favourite Irish sweater, jeans and her tan field boots.  But she has to confess, she's spent a bit more time with her hair and her face.

For as interesting as Richard is, he is also a

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[captainryan]

Ryan was surprised, but pleased, to see the note this morning. He cut his evening training short without complaint to get ready. He's in casual civvies: dark slacks with a darker shirt opened over a pale tee and freshly shined boots.

His room now reeks of the polish.

"Hi," he says, sliding into his seat with a smile. "You look nice."

[riversinger]

"Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself. And thanks for coming."

[captainryan]

"My pleasure," Ryan answers, tilting his head slightly down and back. "Thank you for inviting me.

"I hope you weren't waiting long?" He knows he wasn't late, but you don't want to keep a lady waiting.

[riversinger]

"Not long at all. Can I get you a drink?"

She'd had the foresight to buttonhole a wait rat and read him the riot act about the quality of the service when Captain Ryan was around. She hopes that and a nice tip will keep things running smoothly.

Her smile is easy and relaxed, and she smells genuinely pleased to see him again.