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She huffed. "It's none of your business. I.. Just can't draw attention to myself at the moment. And you hanging around isn't helping me out. Gotta lay low 'til my next chance." Exiting the small shop, she glanced around the dirty street before heading to her left; while her movements were quick and elegant, they had a certain frenzied madness to them.

Exiting out of the shop along side of her she seemed to dissaper instanly. Sighing a bit, unsure of what her was suppose to do now... Seeing as nothing could possible go wrong his drunken brain (that was sadly starting to lose it's buzz...amazing how women could do that.) ... he decided trail and try to catch up with her again. Through the crowd the noises started to fade as found her, her movements a frantic. he stayed close but not on her tail letting her vent...or whatever ladies needed to do.

Phiffion broke apart from the drunken crowd to slip inside a 24/7 convenient store. Heading down an aisle, she huffed, trying to figure out what she should do. She decided she needed to most importantly think rationally. And the only way to calm down was... Well, she wasn't sure - maybe grab something to eat to calm the empty feeling in it. That would force her to relax, right? The femme took a shaky breath and slowed her frantic steps, viewing the items on the shelf. Mostly overpriced s**t-quality snacks. Needed something more solid. She could go to a bar maybe, but idiots always tried to talk to her there.

Guillermo sat outside the store peeking in just a bit seeing at her staring at food, before following her in. Pondering if he should try and talk to her again.... It was worth a shot. "If you want we could go to dinner...Some where quiet where you could get away from...whatever your trying to get away from." His eyebrow arching just a but not putting on his cheesy/sleazy smile. (Also if he's there she shouldn't have other people talking to her. : D )

She let out a sigh as if she resigned from trying to avoid the male. She turned towards to Guil and glaring at him, she replied through clenched teeth, "Alright." Phiffion tried to inhale and exhale slowly to calm herself. Feeling slightly more like her calm self, she slowly said, "Do you know where that'd be?"
Though she had managed to calm her motions slightly, she felt herself rage on anxiously in her head. She must have made herself look like a fool to one of the few... What would she even consider him? She wouldn't say friend, and acquaintance seemed as if they were still strangers - which they were and weren't at the same time. Client was too formal. She frowned. Why did it matter? She would just go with him this one time just to lay low. Then she'd disappear again, the femme reassured herself.

Guilly proudly stepping about as he wasn’t immediately shot down. His pride practically making his fur fluff up.“Well in good ol Cajun town, if we get a little classy joint we could get a room to ourselves to wine and dine? Or is that suspicious?” He said unsure, but not losing eye contact with Phiffion, letting the little assassin decide their fates. “Either way we’re going to the same restaurant. Come on then...” He let on a tiny smirk as he watched her boggle something in her mind, knowing she was a thousand light years away, but … at least she wasn’t trying to kill. “You can decide as we walk.”

Phiffion snapped back to reality to momentarily. She glanced at Guill who seemed to be... Strutting around almost. As if he just had a personal win over something. "..I guess that'd be...Alright. Won't be seen that way," she replied before quickly adding in, "I don't like wine though." She ignored the wink - better not get upset over something minor when she was already stressed as it was. Out of the store and back on the street, she set a brisk pace. "I don't know many of the places here. Just one - but we're avoiding that for the time being. So you pick."

“Wine and dine is an expression.” Guill said surprised that she didn’t understand. “Umm relaxing and eating? If you prefer you can have hard liquor… I’m kidding, you don’t have to drink.” He stated just in case, seeing as how she didn’t pick up on it earlier. He nodded again as they walked down the street taking a few turns, arriving at a little hole in the wall place, nothing special just dark bricks and the small flame of a few candles. Holding the door for Phiffion as they stepped in. It was not a low class, as it seemed to be on the outside. The lights were low and had an amber glow to them, the tables set perfectly as the guests dined on their meals. Looking around there was and small orchestra playing some soft French tune, deep rich wood for all the tables and the walls lined with what one could guess was gold. Plenty of people sat in the waiting room, but just walking up the waiter Guilly and Phiff were asked to follow in to a private room. “Ha… It’s a little less extravagant back here.” He said as they entered their private room. The table was fairly large, with booth seating around still only the finest materials, but a lot quieter.

She made a small 'hmph' sound at his comment. "I've never truly even drunk before - Czorik told me it ruined aim so I never wanted to dabble in it," she replied, mostly to herself. Phiffion looked around the room. "A lot less extravagent..? I don't...see how this is less." She furrowed her brows and slowly approached the table, fingers tracing the edges of it. Turning her head from where the waiter escorted the two of them, she chimed in, "Looks like you already had plans to take someone here." While it still contained the usual harsh, sharp tone she usually spoke in, it had a hint of humor or amusement in it. She seated herself quietly, examining the room curiously.

"Well I'll give you that...It's still fancy shmancy. I mean quieter. I guess. No orchestra and chitter chatter of hungry people." Waiter man sat down the menus before leaving, giving them some time to choose their meals. Guillermo cracked a smile, for once the little lady was wrong. This room was just privetly rented by his boss-man....but he figured why not have a little fun with it. "Yeah...she was all over me too... This room is sound proof y'know. Getting her all alone here was my plan. She sure is smokin'...Smoking hawt. Looks good." His face got slowly more serious as it didn;t work out quiet the way he planned, since she didn't get sarcasm or my euphamisms...

As obvious as he was, it seemed to fly over the petite assassin's head; for being an expert hunter and having a keen sense of how her target might react to a change in his or her situation... She seemd to lack perception in normal conversation. Instead, she only saw the literal connotation his speech provided. "Typical. Why did I expect something else from you?" she retorted back, her tone regaining the usual edgyness. Grunting, she took the menu hastily, eyes skimming over it.