Reservations

[Xander]

There was a streak of jealousy that coursed through Xander. Z just smiled and ignored it. But still it was there underlying in his actions. Xander shook his head and chuckled. "Seven, I think the lady would not like our company, no matter how charming we are." He offered the woman a sympathetic smile. "Feel free to tell Seven, no. And I'm Z. But I think he really wants what's on your table and not ours. We could share. I hear the beignets are excellent." Her aura was giving off the go away vibe introverts and hermits gave off. But Seven was insistent and his aura spoke to it. There was no real way this was going to end well.