"Sounds good." He said, before turning to lead her by the waist to a nearby table. The table had a bright green umbrella above it, the pole going straight through a hole fashioned into the middle of it. Pulling out a seat of her, he went to take the seat opposite her. He sat down slowly, grabbing the food from his mouth and placing it before him as he did so. Removing the jacket and hat, he revealed his features. Underneath his brown eyes were heavy bags, and his eyes seemed to have darkened themselves. They were now so dark they were almost black. His half smile was present, brightening his face a bit but not by much. Hanging from the left side of his waist were two blades that had been sheathed in what seemed to be some form of dark wood. He wore a tight-fitting black shirt that showed most of his muscles, and a pair of tight fitting black jeans. Along his waist was a black belt, studded with bright silver metal. He pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose before opening the package. Producing what seemed to be a toothpick with a bunch of small, round orbs along it, he placed it in his mouth.