Victor grinned broadly, "I wasn't think of that right now, though it's tempting, emasculate a few hundred people by watching two of the greatest personages alive do things in a way they could only imagine." He quickly stole a kiss from her, "Though the ballon idea is interesting, I wonder if there is a company willing to do that. I got to admit that time over the Alps had to be one of the best we've ever had." He smiled, looking her over. Her large frame, the way she's built carried well on her. She wasn't too large that it made her look awkward. Just like himself. Thyroid giants like him tended to be thin, spindly awkward and shaky, by his age they were suffering from a body that couldn't handle their size, walking with crutches or canes. Their spines unable to hold up their size and height. But he, he had fought it all off. Through hard work, determination and just plan old pig-headedness. He wasn't going to let nature bring him down. He wouldn't need those crutches or canes until the rip old age of seventy or eighty atleast. His work had made him look like a monster, an ogre of a man, strong, powerful, and he made it look good. In no way did he look at all like he had faked it in any way with supplements and steroids.

Victor looked about the mall, one large hand wrapped around one of her large hands. They dwarfed everyone in the mall pretty much, his almost eight feet, her seven some feet. Even the average six footer in the mall still had look up at them. Their stride confident as they worked through the mall concourses for a time looking for the restaurant. But it was Natalie who spotted it first. He turned and nodded, "Emmm, your eyes are as sharp as they are beautiful. Makes me wonder who I survived without you around all those years." He stoled another kiss then set the course for the restaurant, alreaady he could imagine the finally cooked sirloin he wanted to order, he couldn't eat too much, not wanting to negatively affect his regime during the tournament, but a little good eatting wouldn't hurt him, he'd likely burn it off before the night is done. He asked the hostess at the front, a pretty little asian girl, for a table for two, at the biggest area they could fit them, he didn't want to be stuffed between a family with 3 kids and a couple of business men out for a supper meeting.

He smiled at his other half, "Dinner's on me, tomorrows breakfast is on you. Enjoy yourself hun." He lead the way after the hostess when she returned.