"Wine, my love." he murmured to his wife. "And you know me so well." he added with a grin. She did indeed know exactly what he'd planned on ordering practically before he did.
As for the man across from them, Remy cleared his throat and turned his attention to Nathan. He was nervous, perhaps even frightened and Remy almost thought he was a little nutty sitting there practically shaking like a leaf the way he was. "Despite what you might be thinking, neither of us have plans of hurting you, Nathan." he said. "In fact, I might be willing to offer you a job if you're in the market. I did see his clubs, and I saw what he was like, but you see what I also saw was a man who was more than capable of throwing a party. An organizer who knew what the hell he was doing. That's a valuable asset to a man like myself and if you're willing to make some cash, I could make it worth your while."