Sabrina smiled sheepishly, nervously toying with her watch. "I'm really sorry...I promise, I tried my best to get here on time!"
"Ah, don't worry about it, I'm just glad you're here." RJ smiled back, snapping open his menu. "Im guessing you were busy at the eye doctor, or something?"
"Nope, I got 'em this morning." She answered, clueing RJ in on that she was blinking a little bit more than usual, clearly having never worn contacts before. "Just wanted to make sure tonight was absolutely perfect. What do you think?"
Truth be told, RJ couldn't have cared less if she came in with her workwear on, but right then, he had to stamp down on his own foot to keep a straight face. By no means was Sabrina an unattractive girl, but when she really put in an effort to clean herself up, she was such a looker that RJ struggled to remember she was even an albino in the first place. With her fur fresh from the shower, her silvery hair was tied back into an intricate bun whose fringes almost mimicked the petals to a rose, a few bangs hanging before eyes that were painted by thick black eyeliner and mascara of a deep, pale purple. Topping off the ensemble was a crimson dress tied around her neck by a single loop, nicely fitting her figure even with her large gut hanging past her crotch, showing off enough of her sizable breasts that they were pretty much keeping the dress on themselves.
"...I love it!" RJ forced out, biting his lip.
Sabrina giggled, dampening her classy demure only a little. "Thank you!"
"Your orders, sir and madame?"
RJ and Sabrina both flinched, seeing the wolf waiter from before obediently step up to their table.
"Uh..." RJ desperately looked through his menu, trying to find something appealing through all the French-sunding names. Crap...crap...CRAP! "A...cheeseburger, side of fries?"
"Of course, sir." The waiter deadpanned, taking his menu before turning to Sabrina. "...and you, madame?"
"I'll just go with the chicken tenders." She answered, politely handing him the menu herself.
"Very good, miss. Enjoy your evening." The waiter bowed, then slinked back to head for the kitchen.
"So..." Sabrina awkwardly began, setting her hands on her lap and looking around. "Glad to get away from beta, huh?"
"Yeah...yeah." RJ replied, sipping from his water.
"Lemme tell you, I'll be amazed if Gatling 3 even gets ratings past the lower quarter." She continued, scratching her chin. "The only time I'm gonna be happy about that game is when it's out of our servers."
"Uh...definitely."
Sabrina nodded. She opened her fingers up and stared down her claws, observing her manicure. "So...anything you'd like to talk about?"
"Well..." This is it, man, your chance to really pull her in. Say something! "How was your day?"
"Just fine!" She answered merely, but RJ could barely hear her as he smacked himself in his head. "Traffic here was pretty bad, but other than that, nothing to complain. You?"
"Eh...not much, really."
Sabrina nodded, glancing around at her surroundings, again. "...seen any good movies, lately?"
Choice 1: To keep the evening going, after supper, RJ takes them somewhere else.
Choice 2: Some form of disaster happens during their dinner.
Choice 3: RJ goes to the bathroom to compose himself, but on the way, he's confronted by another, more massive wolfess...
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