Galen Marek // Leia Organa
There she was. Galen's eyes were wide for a moment before his face returned to it's normal Starkiller stoic look, but with just the slight smile creeping at the corner of his mouth. "You, uh, look incredible Leia." Galen managed to squeeze out while trying to not to stare too much at her.
Looking at the place he selected based on recommendations from the same place he got his suit from, which he was told was what a man should wear while taking a lovely lady out on a date, was this a date, he hoped it was a date. Point being, he sure hoped this place was great, because he might go back and kill the man who suggested it if it wasn't. "I hear it is very nice, and very good."
Galen thought for a moment unsure how to move forward with the next move. He tried to think on what he should do and was suddenly at a loss, so he let his eyes scope out and caught another couple. She had her arm around his in some odd fashion. He could replicate that. Galen looked to Leia with a smile, holding his arm to her. "Shall we, go get seated?" And thankfully he was extra early. He already got them on the reservation list, and acquired funding to pay for this. Nothing like a little gambling in your odds to fund your plans. Once she took his arm, he lead them to the restaurant.