Who: Narcissus and Echo What: Dinner... and a surprise? When: Sunday evening Where: Their house, Christos Steakhouse, possibly back to the house Rating: TBA, though probably not that high
Narcissus was dressed well, in dark skinny jeans, a white button up top, and skinny black tie. They were rather lucky that they'd made it to the restaurant in time to make their reservations. Narcissus had spent far too long in from of the mirror making sure he looked as perfect as humanly possible. Not that he didn't always look perfect. That, on top of the fact that Echo certainly couldn't get around as fast as usual meant that they had been running a little behind, but they made it to Christos with a few minutes to spare.
With his arm wrapped around her waist, Narcissus followed as the hostess led them too their table. It was off to the side enough to be private, but not so much that they wouldn't be in full view when the ring in his pocket made it's appearance. "So," Narcissus said, sitting, after pushing up her chair. "How was your day?"