"Different flavours? My that is interesting. You know, there are different flavours of other things a couple can use," Minerva sassed back, winking at Atlas.
Other than the flowers, this was not an usual type of time together with Atlas though the pulling out of her chair was unexpected too. Minerva tried to ignore the differences. The term that they were on a 'date', too. It was Atlas. That's all that mattered.
"If they don't, this isn't much of a restaurant. A lot of people like their steak rare," Minerva murmured, then decided on the moussaka.
When they gave their orders, they had time to pay attention to one another.
Minerva smiled. "That's sweet, but you did it for yourself more. Now you don't have to look over your back as much, worrying if they'll drag you in because you aren't registered."