He smiled as they walked and when she saw the reservations he said "Driving a dynamite truck pays a lot, especially considering I bank everything I don't need for bills and groceries." He figured that it would be good to splurge for once.
"McDonald's isn't a first date kinda place." He called for a taxi since he didn't have his car running yet. He'd been working on an old pickup truck and it was a project to say the least. It was easier to restore an old truck than to buy a new or used one. When the taxi pulled up he opened the door for her and said "Ladies first, Miss Jones." and gave a bow one would expect from a doorman or a butler. He was rough and rowdy usually to say the least. But he was acting like a gentleman for her. If the clothes didn't throw the bad guys off, the manners would for sure.