She wanted to learn more about him? Joe almost couldn't remember the last time someone wanted to know things about him that didn't involve finding out where he lived so he could be killed. There was a time, though, when he'd enjoyed telling people who he was.

Despite everything Roxie said before, though, he didn't think she'd really like him if she knew who he was.

"Hey, I just like hearing you talk so don't worry about your brain-to-mouth ratio. Watching you backtrack is cute." he said.

"I love this bike. Mom said she had to get it for me when I got back and she made some...upgrades to it." he said.

The headed inside and Joe wondered exactly what Roxie meant by decadent but his curiosity was piqued.

"Corner hot dog stands are really good but now you've got me curious about these places you go to. But you're right; I'm in great company tonight."

When they walked in, they were greeted by the owners, an elderly Indian man and woman who greeted them in accented English. Joe indicated that they needed a table for two and the woman smiled at him and ushered Roxie and him to a private booth in the back. The lighting was dim and the atmosphere was very intimate, which made Joe wonder how Roxie would take it. He didn't want to give her the wrong idea.

He pulled her chair so she could sit down and then took his own seat and looked down at the menu. The owner asked for their drink orders and Joe waited for Roxie to order first before ordering a water.

Once she was gone, Joe looked to her.

"So who's first on story time? You or me?"