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Archer and Haven appeared in front of the diner. They weren't soaking wet or coughing water. They seemed perfectly fine. "I know I told you to wear something fancy and all but I kind of like this place. It's not that fancy." He shrugged.

Haven jumped out of his arms. "I like it here too." she said. She smiled at the nice diner.

He smiled and opened the door for her.

"Thanks." Haven said as she walked in.

He nodded and walked to a corner booth. He liked corners, they were more his thing.

((XD thought I posted))

Haven slid into the booth when they got there.

He handed her a menu and opened up one for himself too.

Haven started looking at it. "What looks good to you?" she asked Archer.

"Spaghetti, I think i'll have.. Spaghetti. I love spaghetti," he grinned, "what about you.

"Yeah. That's sounding good for me too." Haven answered.

He smiled, "what about drinks?"

"Lemonade. That's always good." Haven said with a smile.

"One lemonade and one Orange margarita," He smiled at her.

Haven smiled back.

He leaned back, "Tell me about yourself."

Haven sighed. "Ask me more specifically." she instructed. "I don't know where to start..."

(( your post ))

"Parents?"

"Well, my mom, Betty, is a fallen angle. And my dad, Vixen, is a holy angle. Then I have my two brothers. Rich is half and half. It still confuses me, in fact. Then Conner died a while back. He was fallen." Haven awnsered.

He nodded though he was confused too.

"You?" Haven asked.

"Killed a long time ago, both human,"

Haven nodded then, after a moment, asked, "If you don't mind me asking, how?"

He sighed and fidgeted uncomfortably, "burnt my nursery fire."

"Sorry. I just wanted to know..." Haven said, uncomfortably. She quickly changed the subject. "So, what do you like to do in your free time?"

"Don't worry about it," he shrugged, "tattooing."

"Anything else?" Haven asked.

"Uh, drawing, listen to music," He looked at her, "You?"

"I'm a mean violinist and pianist." Haven answered with a grin.

"Good to know, you'll have to play for me sometime,"

Haven shrugged. "Do you play anything?"

"Used to play the guitar, it's been years."

"Maybe you should try and play for me." Haven said.

"Maybe," he smiled, "I'm rusty though." He shrugged.

Haven smiled. "Well, I hope it's easy to remember because I'm going to make you play for me one day."

He laughed, "I have to warn you. I'm rusty and I never played that good."

"Too bad." Haven said with a smile.

He smiled and the waitress brought the drinks over. He thanked her and turned back to Haven.

Haven took a sip of her drink then asked Archer, "Do you play any sports?"

"Basket ball, also a used to."

"I play a little bit of Volleyball." Haven said.

((I love basketball))

((Lol same))

"Let's play a game," he said as he sipped his drink.

"What game?" Haven asked.

((I'm making a character sheet right now))

((What do you mean?))

"20 questions but instead of questions we just state facts," he smiled.

((You'll see soon))

"Ok then. You start." Haven said. She smiled and took another sip of her drink.

He thought about it, "I love pissing you off." He smirked.

Haven attempted raising one eyebrow and failed as she did every time. "It humors me when you say that." she said.

He laughed, "I may look like I flirt with every girl, but I have a type." He said, stating his next fact.

"I'm doing a question instead this time. That's my fact." Haven said with a smile. Then she asked, "What type is that?"