They didn't talk much on the expressway, Apollo turned up the music to match the speed and let the experience be enough, let her soak it all in for a while. There'd be plenty of time for talking when they arrived at the restaurant - he'd acquired a table at Eleven Madison Park. He wanted to start with something classic and elegant, and built up bit by bit to the private helicopter tour idea. He wanted to wow her, not, like, completely overwhelm her.
Still, a last minute table, plus the chefs tasting menu for the two of them, plus drinks, plus valet parking so neither had to get cold - Apollo was planning to drop about a grand on dinner tonight.
They pulled up right outside the restaurant and Apollo moved swiftly out of the car, tossing the keys to the valet before opening Cin's door, and offering her hand to help her out.