Blind (dates) are always F U N || Thomas

[claire]

Chats were an interesting thing. Claire had never thought that she'd really end up here, on a 'date' of sorts. She had thought it would be a joke. But, surprisingly, no. It wasn't a joke at all. Oh, it didn't matter, this was going to be fun, right? I mean, a date with an older guy? What was there not to like about that? But... what would her family think? Or her friends? They wouldn't approve... would they? Well... Marcus and Seth definitely wouldn't. Eric might be a bit hesitant about it... And... she didn't even want to know what Nate and Sam would say. But... what about Issy? Claire was really starting to like the vamp girl a little. But she couldn't let herself think about that. Not at the moment. Not when she was getting ready!

Claire was in her nicest dress. It was white and black. Not too fancy... just fancy enough for Belva. She had never really been to Belva, though, so she didn't know if she was under or over dressed, to be honest. Oh well. She looked in the mirror as she did her makeup, without even touching a thing. She loved her psychic abilities. telekinesis was so frickin' awesome! The awesomest! She could be lazy and everything when she really wanted to. Hell, she could make herself fly if she wanted to by using it... but she usually didn't. Okay, she didn't often. Though she did use it quite a bit when she was in water, swimming. Lets just say that some people get worried when she is under for a bit too long.

Anyhoo. She was meeting him there. And she was kind of excited about it! The girl wore her nicest pair of heels and grabbed her purse before heading to the cab she had called. Eric had stopped her on her way out, wondering where she was headed off to dressed so nice. "Ta Sammy's! We have a gals night planned that Ah am not gonna miss fo' 'da world!" she said, lying. Eric gave her a skeptical look before shrugging and giving her a hug. She knew that he didn't believe her, but he wasn't going to say anything. That was just the kind of bond the two had.

Getting in the cab, Claire told him where to go and she sat back while he drove. It didn't take long until they got to Belva. Hopping out, she grinned and handed the guy a twenty dollar bill. "Keep 'da change, Chere," the Cajun girl chirped. She took out her compact and quickly glanced over herself. Her hair was down and straight, not much different from usual yet still as stunning as ever. She blew her reflection a kiss before heading inside. The hostess asked if she had a reservation. "Oiu, Ah have a resehvation unduh 'da name Temere? Party o' deux - er -two?" she said. The hostess gave her a strange look. Probably not used to the New Orleans accent or something. She liked her accent and wouldn't give it up for the world. It was what made her who she was. Well... that and her psychic abilities, but that was besides the point.

Claire was lead to a table. No one was there yet. Good, that meant she was early... right? She hoped so. She needed a minute to gather her thoughts. Well... a minute was exactly what she seemed to get because the hostess came back with another man. Claire stood and smiled at him, giving him a little wave. "Bonjour, Monsieur. Ah'm Claire. Claire Dolce! An' you mus' be Mistah Perfect," she said with a little wink, sitting back down. "Enchante!"

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Thomas got ready, he was wearing one of his nicer black suits. He has a blue dress shirt on with a solid red tie. He spent a while getting his hair just right, then decided to head out. He walked out to his Multi-car garage and hopped in his gray Porsche. He looked at the clock on the dash, "Time to head to Belva", he said to himself.

He arrived at the restaurant a little late as planned, he always liked to arrive after his dates. He wanted to be able to see them first, just in case he needed to bolt. You never know when you might be having dinner with someone you've decided you'd rather not be seen in public with.

He didn't let the valet park his car, no one drove his baby but him. He park his Porsche and headed for the front door, he'd never been on a date he made over the Internet before. "This should prove interesting", he said to the valet as he walked passed him. In return he got a puzzled look from the valet.

Thomas walked into the restaurant, "Your usual table is ready Mr. Temere, and your date has been seated", the hostess said to him, with a tinge of jealousy in her voice. Good, Thomas thought, its the one hostess I haven't slept with. She's the daughter of a good client of his, that makes her off limits for now.

Thomas walked to his usual table, the hostess following with a menu. He saw an attractive young woman sitting at the table, she looked lovely he thought, good I don't need to leave. "Hello Petit", he said as he bent down to kiss her on the cheek. "Would you mind if I joined you?"