"That's no problem. I can choose something for you." Albert nods before leaving.

"The lobster is really tasty here, it’s a favourite of mine but anything here is. The chef is known around the world for his cooking talents and has won many awards. I wouldn’t stop eating if that man cooked for me all the time." Wyatt says as I skim though the menu.

“I do like fish, it sounds really good.” I reply, wondering how expensive the food must be here. The menu doesn’t have any prices, which makes it expensive. I don’t know if I like Wyatt spending that much money on me, I know he must be well off because of his car. It’s still something I’m not sure how to get used too. We wasn’t poor by any means growing up, we had a lovely two bedroom house in a nice neighbourhood and my mum found enough to take us on a few nice holidays over the years. I’ve just never been to a place as expensive as this, and honestly I think I’m a little intimated by it all. I don’t want to ruin tonight, so I force myself to act comfortable.

I decide on the mixed fish food plate they do and as the waiter brings us our drinks, I order my food and Wyatt has the same as me.

"How did you find this place, it's almost magical." I inquire as I look around. The walls look like they are polished brown stone and there are a few couples on the other tables who look more interested in the room than their partners. The thoughts of what Harris said about other supernatural flutters to my mind as I look around the place. It's really a very magical place with the lights that look like they are hovering above us, too bright for me to make out what kind of lights they are. The table even has a rose in a vase, which looks too perfect to be real.

"This place was created by my mother. I actually own it now but it always feels like hers, rather than mine. My mother was just like this place, unique and stunning." He looks around the room as he talks; his eyes are distant with a lost memory.

"Your mother had beautiful taste in things," I comment.

"She did. She was a magical person inside and out, you could say." He smiles and I'm reminded how handsome he is when he does. We chat about normal things until our food arrives and Wyatt was right, the bit of lobster I had was amazing, as it all was.

"Would you like desert, sir?" Albert asks as we come back.

"Yes, a chocolate pudding to share please." He says and Albert nods before he leaves.

"How did you know I wanted desert?" I ask with a slight smile when he grins at me.