Roger smiled at her remark. He completely understood. The woman...yeah. He lead her away from her apartment, even as it got darker. It didn't take long for Roger to lead her to a small, out-of-the-way restaurant. It was one of those places that most people wouldn't look twice as they passed it but was a favorite of those who had tried it. The only reason he even knew it existed had been due to a friend from work taking him here.

Opening the door, he let Bea pass through first. It was fairly empty. Most people who knew it existed came during the lunch hour. Not many came out in the evening. He led Bea over to a table and pulled her chair out before sitting. "It might seem a bit quaint," He said. "But the food is excellent." 

But then again, he was a bachelor on his own who didn't really cook a lot. He had stayed in a boarding house for some time where meals were provided but had recently moved. And of course anything was better than his poor attempts at cooking. He was a terrible cook. It was amazing how people made it look so easy. But all that said, this was one of the best places he had eaten. There was no options here. You got a bowl of whatever the day's soup was and bread. But the bread was always freshly baked, the soup having some additional spice enhancing it. It was wonderful.

An older man, Italian origin, came by. "Hey, Roger. Welcome." He glasped the younger man on the shoulder and then looked at Bea. His eyes widened slightly and he looked back at the younger man with a grin. Roger resisted the urge to say they were just friends. They were but the man wouldn't listen anyway. "I'm Dominic." The older man took Bea's hand and kissed it. "And you, my lovely lady?"

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Estella didn't really note the fact her foot was tapping or that she seemed a bit agitated. She didn't mind people. She liked people - to some extent. She was very personal and usually was well liked in return. Still, a combination of safety concerns - especially with the [i]Aurora[/i] crew here - and the fact she could only handle noise levels like this for so long made her a bit antsy. 

Thankfully, Rebeca quickly finished and rose. Estella jumped up, slightly a bit too eager. "Sure." 

She ducked her head away slightly, pretending to pick up the carryout for Brutus as one of the [i]Aurora[/i] sailors walked by. He didn't notice her and they made it outside without being spotted. The cool, fresh evening air was so much better than the usual muck that London smelled off. There must be a breeze or wind blowing in from the sea. She lifted her nose slightly and inhaled. She loved the smell of fresh air - another reason she wasn't real fond of large cities. 

Realizing she probably looked ridiculous she quickly stopped and paid attention to the road ahead. She kept pace with Rebeca, letting the other woman set the speed. "So what brings you to Britain?" She inquired curiously, trying to make conversation. She didn't mind quiet but at the same time a lot of people thought it rude. Thankfully, ships and parts didn't care so she was overly fine. Besides, she was curious. She didn't mind engaging a conversation but at the same time, was fine if there was none.

She ducked her head slightly under her cap as two men walked by. Both looked back at Rebeca and nodded approvingly before moving on. In her slightly large shirt and britches, Estella was easily overlooked.