Dante took a slow deep breath as he walked along the sidewalk. The chill air filling his lungs making him feel more awake then ever. Getting sleep these last few days had seemed a little pointless. Now due to lack of sleep he now felt a little hyper. Sharp let out a growl and he lifted his gaze from the frozen ground.
You smell that, Sharp growled.
Dante nodded faintly smiling "smells great to me." Using his nose as a guide he headed across the street. Dante peered up at the facade curiously "Griffen, hmmm sounds like something that should be into the reenactment business or something kinky." Grinning as Sharp growled he grabbed the handle and pulled the door open.
Making sure to kick the snow off his shoes he looked around. A faint whistle escaped him.
"What a classy place," Dante murmured looking around. From hidden speakers he could hear faint classical music playing from them.
Smells great but the music suck, Sharp grumbled.
"So says you," Dante murmured looking at the matri' D who walked over to greet him with a smile. As he was slowly led to a table he couldn't help but continue to look around. Maybe he would meet some of his other pack members here? Or may those of another. As he sank down into the chair he looked over the menu with a keen eye.
They certainly had a wide variety here. Some of it even french and Italian.The choices was making it hard to decide. As he looked over it he couldn't help but mumble for Sharp to keep quiet and quit complaining about the music. Finally deciding on something he set the menu aside only to pick up the wine menu. Surely a place like this had a good taste in wine as well.
You smell that, Sharp growled.
Dante nodded faintly smiling "smells great to me." Using his nose as a guide he headed across the street. Dante peered up at the facade curiously "Griffen, hmmm sounds like something that should be into the reenactment business or something kinky." Grinning as Sharp growled he grabbed the handle and pulled the door open.
Making sure to kick the snow off his shoes he looked around. A faint whistle escaped him.
"What a classy place," Dante murmured looking around. From hidden speakers he could hear faint classical music playing from them.
Smells great but the music suck, Sharp grumbled.
"So says you," Dante murmured looking at the matri' D who walked over to greet him with a smile. As he was slowly led to a table he couldn't help but continue to look around. Maybe he would meet some of his other pack members here? Or may those of another. As he sank down into the chair he looked over the menu with a keen eye.
They certainly had a wide variety here. Some of it even french and Italian.The choices was making it hard to decide. As he looked over it he couldn't help but mumble for Sharp to keep quiet and quit complaining about the music. Finally deciding on something he set the menu aside only to pick up the wine menu. Surely a place like this had a good taste in wine as well.