She laughed once more, just shaking her head and patting his hand again, "Well that's always the question, isn't it?"
A shrug then, detaching herself to tug open the door to a rather unassuming building, "We're here, tapas cafe and dancefloor are downstairs. They're on almost the same layout as the Pit, did the same thing, converted the former storage space."
The kitchen was upstairs, however, on the ground floor where they now found themselves, just off from the lobby they'd entered, Samira beamed at the maitre'd, "Just the two of us."