He laughed, shaking his head, "No, snakes in general, they live at the restaurant place where I want to take you, but we could go somewhere else if you don't like them."
It wasn't a long walk, just a couple blocks, the door was wedged between two storefronts with a neon sign of a coiled snake, tail rattling and tongue flicking out proclaiming the place to be the Snake Pit, he tugged the door open for her and held it, "Stairs."