[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=steelblue]A I D E N   R O T H:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Tuesday, August 22[SUP]ND[/SUP] - 11:07 AM | Voltaire University[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]
[INDENT][INDENT]Whitney looked good, she smelled good and Aiden had to forcibly stop himself from staring. He wanted to pinch himself in disbelief, a girl as good looking as Whitney had agree to go out for a meal with him. Brunch even, there's no way that this wasn't a date.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B][I]Was there?[/I][/B][/COLOR]

Snapping back to reality, Aiden realized that Whitney had asked him a question.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"Uh, it's a chain from back home. 'Mimaw's'"[/B][/COLOR] Aiden said with a wave of his hand. [COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"The name is pretty non-descrip, but they serve a wicked all day breakfast. Lots of selection, but most importantly, unlimited bacon."[/B][/COLOR] Aiden added with a smirk as he guided the car out onto the road and left the school behind them. Silence filled the car for a few moments before Aiden decided to break it by playing with the radio. Flipping through a few channels, he finally found one he liked when the mournful chords of [i]'The Man Who Sold The World'[/i] came through the speakers.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"Nirvana fan at all?"[/B][/COLOR] Aiden asked, looking towards Whitney curiously while maintaining watch of the road. [COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"I love their music, but I can't believe their own fame is what brought on Kurt's death. I can't imagine hating your own success so much that it ultimately destroys you."[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"But I suppose, if it wasn't for that, we'd have never gotten the Foo Fighters."[/B][/COLOR] Aiden added with a slight chuckle as he tried to lighten the mood from the aforementioned somber sentiment. Pulling off the freeway, Aiden followed his GPS until it led them to the small diner. Parking the car, Aiden quickly skirted out of the driver's seat as he made his way around to the passenger side and opened the door for Whitney. Allowing her to go first, Aiden matched her pace, pausing only to open the door for her as the two came to the hostess' booth.

[COLOR=SILVER][B]"Table for two?"[/B][/COLOR] She asked as Aiden nodded.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"Yes please, preferably a booth if you can Ma'am."[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][B]"Oh hun, I'm not old enough to be a Ma'am yet."[/B][/COLOR] The hostess said with a flush of her cheeks. [COLOR=SILVER][B]"But I'll see what I can do about that booth for you."[/B][/COLOR] She paused looking back at the pair. [COLOR=SILVER][B]"You two make such a cute couple."[/B][/COLOR]

Aiden felt his cheeks burn slightly, denying himself the privilege of looking to see if Whitney was as red as he felt. As the two were seated, Aiden quickly picked up his menu and hid behind it before the realization they had come for the buffet dawned on him. Putting the menu down, he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE][B]"I'm ready to go up whenever you are."[/B][/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]