Parker was slightly apprehensive about the evening. He was interested to meet Fred, to see her in person. He felt Wesley, just under the surface of his composure. One false move, and he knew he could have one of his episodes.
Then there was Dom. He wasn't sure bringing Dom along was such a good idea, but he didn't want Dom to think he was sneaking around. Better to have Dom and Fred meet, than try and keep them in their own separate corners.
One thing Parker knew for sure, it was going to be an interesting evening. "No butterflies. Not in the restaurant," Parker said, a gentle reminder, as a green one floated in front of them. He really didn't trust Dom not to make a scene, but he'd deal with it. He'd have to deal with it.
"There she is," he nodded toward Fred, waiting. He knew her face from the journals, because she didn't look at all like Wesley knew her, but then Wesley didn't look like himself either.
"Fred. So good to meet you in person," Parker said, approaching her.