— as the girl jotted down their order on her tablet. “Will that be all for now?” The girl asked politely as she looked down at the huntsman, waiting for confirmation that their order was complete.

— back up to the girl, deciding that it was probably best to just order the options that were a little more familiar. “For an appetizer we will have the bruschetta. And for the main entree, we would both like to try the beef Wellington.” The blonde explained —

— believe that just a few days ago we were debating our return to the station and here we are, sitting in this gorgeous place.” She glanced up when the waitress appeared by the side of the table, placing her glass can into the tablecloth. Her green orbs went to Graham and then —

— thing. Emma took a steady breath in as she grabbed her glass, clinking it with his to celebrate the occasion. She nodded softly in agreement and took a sip of the wine. “Cheers to that. I think our future os looking brighter than ever. It’s hard to —

The flashing lights of Vegas could be seen in the distance outside the window and somehow it just seemed to add to the elegance of the entire restaurant. It truly was a place for the more privileged and suddenly they were part of those people that could afford such a —

— what I heard their reservations can be backed up for weeks. Let’s hope the food is worth the hype.” The waiter arrived with their wine, pouring some into each glass before leaving the bottle in a bucket filled with ice next to their table. It was like something out of a movie.

— really recognized from the menu selection. Her eyes softened when he grabbed her hand to bring it to his lips for a kiss, smiling more radiantly than the crystals glimmering in the chandelier. “I still can’t believe that we were able to get into this place. From —

— something like that— let’s just stick to the bruschetta. It’s basically bread with tomato on it and probably some cheese. For the entrée… maybe the beef Wellington.” She suggested with a slight shrug to her shoulder, those were pretty much the only things that she —

— table to watch her husband skim the menu. She smiled when she noticed the confusion in his expression, knowing the menu was probably loaded with dishes they had never even heard of before. “I think that’s snail or —

The restaurant certainly was a sight to behold, the decor elegant and lavish, even the tables were set like they were expecting the most privileged people in society. Emma almost felt out of place sitting in a private corner of such an establishment, her green hues drifting across the —

— was elegant and modern, the aroma in the air mouthwatering. They were going to be in for a real treat and she knew that it was shaping up to be a night that they would never forget. When they arrived at their table, she took a seat, excitement shimmering in her green eyes.

— explained as the girl began to shift through a book, nodding politely when she confirmed where their table was located. “We have you in one of our more private booths. Please follow me this way…” Emma squeezed his hand as they began to drift further into the restaurant. The decor —

— the crowd of people on the sidewalk, knowing that many pairs of eyes were observing them in their sleek evening attire. She chuckled softly when a man opened the door for them and they were greeted by the hostess. “We have a reservation tonight. Humbert.” The blonde —

The scene truly felt like it was something out of a dream, beyond her imagination. Emma smiled brightly as the Vegas lights flashed all around them, walking hand in hand with her beloved. She began to guide in towards the doorway through —

— were all staring in their direction. She would have never imagined this scenario years back, there was not a chance that she would have been able to pay her way inside some place. But here she was, living her best life with the love of her life. Fantasy had become reality.

— are right on time. This crowd is crazy.” She remarked as she stood by the side of the vehicle, waiting for Graham to finish making his adjustments in the back of the town car.. She slowly began to move a little closer towards the front door, the line of people hoping to get inside —