[Metroidhunter]

"Ah, smart." Watching how his hands held it, Vivian then put her own glass down before picking it up again in the fashion that he had shown her. It was definitely better like that, as gravity did most of the work rather than requiring her grip to be pushing against it. Raising the glass, she took another sip from it, nearly finishing the drink off this time.

It wasn't until he spoke again that she looked up at him, grinning a little. "What? First year? I was expecting second at the very least, if not third." She paused only to take the final sip from her drink before setting the glass down and continuing. "And if you had more experience, well, we might not have gotten to be here. Which would suck, because I enjoy your company. When you're not trying to pin me down or have me arrested, that is." Vivian giggled a little while trying to get the last part out, a sign that she was obviously joking around.

[Mikelobmike]

Michael polished off his glass, smiling over at Vivian. "Yeah, you're a lot more pleasant to be around when you're not putting holes in my face." he said, laughing along with her. At this point, the door to the room opened and a waiter came through, dressed professionally.

The short, obviously balding man came to the table with a smile that did little to hide how nervous he was. "Good evening. I'm sure the two of you enjoyed the wine. Do you two know what you're going to order?" he asked, towel over his arm and notepad in his hand.

Michael took a quick glance at the menu and flipped over to the extensive steak options. "I'll have the porterhouse, medium rare. Potato on the side. And a salad. House dressing." he said, staring directly down at the menu as the waiter jotted down his order.

The waiter then looked over at Vivian, only looking slightly less nervous. "And for you, ma'am?"

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian planned to respond to him, but seeing as their waiter had arrived, she decided it could wait. She hadn't really thought about what she wanted, and she didn't know what stuff was good here either. Michael probably had better judgement than her on the matter.

Giving a small smile at the waiter before turning her attention to the menu. She didn't actually look at it extensively, instead just looking at what kinds of sides they had before turning to face him. "I think I'll have the same as him. No potato." For a moment, she pondered it further before continuing the thought. "And maybe a chicken soup rather than the salad?"

[Mikelobmike]

The waiter simply wrote down the order and nodded before exiting the room quickly, moving almost mechanically back toward the kitchen.

Michael waited until he was out of the room to snicker a little bit. He looked over at Vivian, a joyous smile on his face. "If you didn't know what to order, you should have said something." he said in between soft laughter. He took a second to look at her from head to toe. "I'm fairly certain that steak is going to be bigger than you."

Deciding to try not to laugh too much at her expense, he pulled out the bottle and refilled both glasses expertly, gaining way too much amusement at the small detail.

[Metroidhunter]

"Why is that so funny?" Vivian responded quietly, looking at him briefly with an annoyed pout. A moment later, she shrugged, the confident smile returning to her face. "Besides, even if I can't eat it all, that just means more leftovers. I'm preparing for the future, obviously." With her glass now refilled, she took it in her metal hand once again, making a light clink sound as it made contact. She made sure to hold it the way he had recommended, still wanting to avoid it breaking.

"I think I'll be good after this one." The faunus took a short sip of it before pausing, though she didn't place it down just yet. "I'm a bit of a lightweight, though I'm sure you could tell that much. Don't wanna get wasted here."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael just shook his head, maintaining his grin. "Yeah, you can imagine the number of times I've been called a lightweight." he said, finally getting himself off his laughter fit. He took another sip of wine, relaxing into his chair. "It's rather rude of me, but I haven't inquired anything about you yet. So...where are you from?" he said, setting his glass down and giving her his full attention.

[Metroidhunter]

"Tch. Probably the same amount of times I've been told I was too tall for something." Holding up her free hand, she pressed the tips of her thumb and index finger together, making a small circle with them. "Zero times."

Putting her hand back down, she casually sipped at her drink, only stopping once he had finished asking his question. "Oh, now you care about being rude?" Setting down the glass, she giggled a little to make it obvious that she was just teasing him. She then folded her metal hands together as they rest on the table, turning her head to look back at him again.

"Well, let's see... I was born and raised here in Vale. I've always been a city-dweller because of it; never liked the country." Bringing one hand up, she rubbed at her chin a little, seemingly trying to recall a specific detail. "I think my biological parents came from Vacuo, but we never met." She shrugged. "I was adopted, but that doesn't bother me. As far as I'm concerned, they're my real parents. Besides, I have my dad to thank for these beauties." Raising one of her arms, she pretended to flex with the metal prothsetic, smiling at him as she did so.

[Mikelobmike]

Michael smiled back at her, giving a small laugh as she flexed her metal arms. "You know, the country has its benefits. I've spent many a summer over at the farm in Vacuo." he said. His posture straightened up slightly as he heard the waiter return with their food, setting down gargantuan steaks in front of both of them.

"If there is anything else I can do for you, please let me know." the waiter said, bowing slightly before exiting the room.

Michael spent little time in digging into his steak, letting it melt in his mouth as he chewed. He chewed and swallowed before saying "So, what made you decide to punch holes in people for a living?"

[Metroidhunter]

Once again, Vivian decided that she would hold her tongue until the waiter had left them. Seeing the steak that she was being presented with, it did occur to her that Michael wasn't too far off from his estimate. The food was definitely a lot larger than she had been expecting. Of course, it smelled fantastic, and she was rather hungry, so she wasn't too worried about it. Once they were alone again, she diverted the majority of her attention towards him, though she did occasionally look back down as she was cutting at the steak with a knife as well.

"No offense, but I think it's, like, crazy boring outside of the city. I guess it's cool if you wanna be alone, but there's nothin' for me to do out there, you know?" Taking a break from cutting, she lifted her glass again and finished off the rest of her wine before resuming the same task from moments before. "As for why I do what I do, well, it's fun." Poking the knife into one of the pieces of steak that she had cut off, she bit it off, almost immediately smiling. "Mm, good."

Looking up at Mike again, she shrugged. "That's a short version, really. I've been fighting for a long time, even since I was little. Back then, it wasn't so much for my or others' well being. I did it because I was good at it, and people praised my punchy-punch talents. But, like I mentioned earlier... I also did some bad shit. No easier way to make up for it than to start punching bad people and monsters instead." The faunus gave him a sly smile. "Well, except for jail time. Which is kind of why I smacked you down." She moved to take another bite of the steak before continuing. "I don't know if I'm on some kind of list, but I don't want to find out by taking a trip to the police station. You seemed pretty set on making that happen. But anyway, after a while of doing it, I realized that it's pretty much the perfect job for me."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael managed to get about halfway through his meal while Vivian talked. He was quite the fast eater, something he developed as he needed to eat more food than everyone else in the same period of time. Old habits die hard. His smile only dropped briefly, when she mentioned her previous deeds. Michael made himself pick his smile back up afterwards, although it was easy to spot the slight change.

"You know, I didn't intend for it, but...is this a date?" he asked, looking at her with a confused expression.

[Metroidhunter]

She made a mental note of his reaction to her story, but didn't continue any further with it. Instead, she only laughed at his question, leaning her head against her hand as she propped her metal arm up on the table.

"That idea hadn't crossed my mind. I'm pretty sure it's not, though." Vivian took another bite of her food, waiting until she had finished the piece before she started speaking again. "Maybe I'm wrong, because I don't really go on dates. But, I think to call it that, we would have had some kind of acknowledgement beforehand that that's what we're doing. I'd probably say, I dunno... just 'having dinner'?" Chuckling again, she put both of her arms back down, looking back at him as she took a short break from the massive meal in front of her. "Now, if you had actually asked to go on a date, well, that'd be a different story."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael took a brief break from his meal to finish his glass of wine, exhaling deeply. "I mean, I'm fairly sure if I asked you on a date, you would say no, so there's that." he said, refilling his glass. His tone was not the self-pitying tone he had earlier, but rather a somewhat upbeat tone. He finished off the bottle, placing it back in the ice bucket. He returned to his meal, leaving a somewhat comfortable silence and giving his guest the option to fill it if she pleases.

[Metroidhunter]

Unsurprisingly, the silence wouldn't last long. Vivian was never really someone that wanted to stop talking when in someone else's company. While she was glad that he didn't sound like he was being too serious about what he had said, she still felt the need to provide some sort of counterargument. Not so much to make him feel better or anything, but mostly because she just wasn't sure whether he was joking or not. "Hey, I wouldn't assume that so quickly." She was quiet for a moment, only deciding to elaborate when she realized the implication of what she had said. After giggling a little, she shrugged, continuing on. "Not that I would or wouldn't agree to it, but like, you've gotta have the right attitude if you really want someone to say yes." Seeing that he had returned to eating his food, she did the same, only saying a couple more words before she stabbed a piece of the steak to eat. "Just sayin'."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael smiled at the sentiment, washing down his piece of steak with the remainder of his glass of wine. He set down his glass, a grin on his face. He picked Vivian's metal hand up, putting his hand on his chest. He then proceeded to spout, in an over the top french accent, "Madame, I would be simply enthralled if you would accompany me to the pier on the morrow. We could lie in the fields and bathe in the moonlight, and we would let our hearts meld into one."

He let go of her hand and started laughing hysterically at his own joke. "Don't think attempt number one worked."

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian didn't bother to stop him from lifting her hand, finding the action to be rather entertaining. At this point, she was definitely thinking that he was simply messing with her, so she didn't bother trying to come up with a proper response. All she could do was laugh at him for a few moments, waiting until they both had settled down to compliment his display. "Smooth as hell."

Once he let go of her hand, she looked down at it for a few moments, the appearance of her metallic prosthetic reminding her of something. "Hey, this is entirely random, and kind of a dumb question." Looking up at him, her expression changed to one that looked slightly more serious, though she still managed to keep her eternal smile. "That person that mugged you. Are you really going to give up on finding them? 'Cause like, I still think you should try and get your ring back."