"I've been used for worse, I s'pose." A mischievous grin tugged at his lips, wiggling his brows playfully. He wouldn't have thought in a million years that his morning would end up this way, and that he would be so willing to go along with all of it. But Noah had never been one to turn down an 'adventure', and this was turning into quite the journey, simply because of who he was sharing his time with. 

As Charlotte admitted where she was from, he nodded a bit. "Yeah, I've heard of it. Can't say I've ever been there." There were plenty of suburbs outside the city - Beverly was one of them, and it had always sounded like a carbon copy of all the other little perfect communities that lined Boston. It had it's stereotypes, but so did the inner city, so Noah knew he couldn't be so quick to judge. After all, Charlotte was taking a chance on him...she deserved the same courtesy from him. 

It didn't take long to get to the restaurant; it definitely had a different feel than the brunch spot she was supposed to be meeting her friends at, but it was a relaxed vibe, and that was what Noah was used to. As he opened the door for her, his brows raised. "Now...before we go in, you gotta know I'm paying for you, no arguments." Maybe it was a pride thing, maybe it was an old fashioned thing. Any fool could tell that Charlotte had more money than he did, but Noah wasn't about to let that be a factor in any friendship they might have...or whatever this was.