Senka had been sitting around while the bartender poured her drink after drink. Eventually she knew she was well past her limit. Holding the bar to get up off the stool. She took a minute to get her balance and walked over to Tommy. She glanced from the bar stool to him and began giggling.

It took a good five minutes for her to calm down enough to speak.

"Sorry sweetheart. I know you are busy with business and all but you can't just leave a girl drinking alone. Never know what she might get up to."

She glanced up at Tommy and before she could start giggling again she looked over at Appelsap.

"Excuse me sir, I am sure your business is awfully pressing but I don't think keeping a man from his future wife is a great idea. Do you?"

She couldn't help but to grin. Alcohol always made her giggly and she was in no state to have her serious face on for anyone.

Senka just gazed in amazement while Tommy talked. She would never have guessed anything of the sort was about to happen but here he was, down on one knee. Her heart raced and she felt all the blood rushing to her head as she got even more giddy. She couldn't think of anything else to do besides laugh and hug him.

"Yes," she managed to get out between giggles and hugs.

She closed her eyes so the world would stop spinning. She didn't want to see Appelsap or Henri. She just wanted to pretend the proposal didn't come at the worst possible time ever. She let her mind wander to her favourite field on the outskirts of the city and she pretended that that was where they were for the time being.

Senka blushed at the public display of affection. She could feel her face warming as she glanced downwards to look at the ring. She couldn't see a resemblance between her or the ring but she smiled happily nonetheless.

"It's beautiful. I am happy too. A little loss for words right now."

Feeling a little unsteady on her drunk legs she turned towards the nearest chair and sat down. Smiling happily as she watched the other people around her. Surely this was as much a shock to them as to her. That thought put her into giggling once more.

Senka had been giggling like a school girl. It wasn't her normal way but clearly she was intoxicated. So she merely nodded at the surrounding patrons and turned her face towards Tommy.

"That may be a good idea."

Taking his hand with her own as she stands on her wobbly legs. Leaning into him for balance.

"We should go. I think I'm getting rather sleepy."

After an interesting conversation over dessert, Violetta was a bit amused to witness a slightly inebriated TommyAngelo.  His words sped up then he would suddenly stop then ask if he was rambling.  He had just excused himself from the table, and Vi was about to finish the Tart brioche with coconut and pineapple, but needed a refill on her espresso.

The waitress was tending to the lovely young lady at the bar, but Violetta snagged her attention as she passed by the table.  No sooner than she asked for a refill, a rather loud gentleman entered the ristorante shouting for Tommy.

After the excitement had settled down, Violetta enjoyed the rest of her dessert.  When the waitress brought the bill, she generously tipped the young lady, and wrote a thank you note to Tommy.  

“Thank you Signor Angelo for the amazing dinner.  The ristorante was most enjoyable, and I send many compliments to the chef and staff for the excellent meal and service.  I shall return the next time I am in Detroit.  Grazie and Buona Sera.  Vi~”

She asked the waitress to please deliver the note when he wasn’t busy with customers.  The waitress thanked Vi for the compliments and the tip. Violetta nodded with a smile as she collected her belongings.  On the way out the door she recognized a familiar face having dinner.  She waved a delicate hand in recognition as HenriDucard had looked up.

Violetta was bundled up in the taxi, and soon back in the hotel.  She had no idea of all the wonderful happenings going on back at the ristorante.  If she had known, it would have made her long for her beloved husband even more.

Jack Sparrow stumbles through the doors, he makes a bit of a racket he looks round quickly lifting his hard up apologizing. After looking round Jack Sparrow goes over too the bar and looks at TommyAngelo giving him a smile.

"Hey Tommy its a nice place you have here. Am sorry about the noise I made on my arrival."

Looking behind the bar he see's excactly what he wants.

"Could I have some of your finest rum?"

Nessa stepped inside the bar and looked around. EveGato had tricked her into this city and now she was stranded until her flight left later that night. She sighed as she untied the belt to her coat and shrugged out of it. She caught the eye of the man standing behind the bar and gave a little finger way, "Please tell me you have red wine." she told him as she walked over, draping the coat over the back of a seat and taking the one next to it. 

Sorrow strolled into the bar. She had glanced it earlier but was busy with work. Now she found herself with some free time and wanted to check in with a glass of rum. Quickly spotting an empty seat at the bar, she took it. Sitting down and unzipping her sweater as she got comfortable.

She rubbed her hands together and smiled over at the bartender.

"Double shot of rum if you would please sir."

She waited patiently for drink and took a quick look around.

Eve was headed home after a long day of business meetings and shopping.  She was booked on the late flight out of Detroit which wasn't for several hours yet and decided to head out to the Ristorante della famiglia Tanzini for a meal.   

Eve stepped into bar and after removing her coat, hung it on the coat stand by the entrance.  She began to walk toward a vacant table, but her step faltered when she recognised Nessa sitting at the bar alone.   

"Nessa?  Oh my goodness, is that really you?" Eve gushed excitedly.  "I dropped by here for something to eat before getting on the plane back to New York tonight and the last person i expected to see here was you!  What on earth are you doing here?  And in DT of all places!"

Nessa heard her name and looked up, once she recognized EveGato her face lit up with a smile, “Eve!” she said motioning the woman over. She nearly laughed at her exuberance as she moved her coat to another chair. “Come, sit. Sit.” She turned to the bartender, “Can I get another and whatever this lovely lady wants?” She asked him as Eve took a seat.

“Yes, well I wasn’t expecting to find myself in Detroit either.” She admitted, “But somehow I seem to always end up in this…” she paused for a moment, re-thinking her word choice, “Delightful city.” She threw Eve a wink. 

"I'm hearing you on that one." Eve replied to Nessa with a grin.  "That's what chasing the dollar gets us - a long-distance relationship with home."  

Eve took the seat which was offered by Nessa and with a smile in the direction of the bartender, she requested a Lemon Squash.   She noted Nessa's raised eyebrow, said "I have an early morning meeting in New York.  I'll need my wits about me!"

"I'm famished.  Are you going to eat something while we are here?" Eve asked 

Nessa shook her head, "I don't think I've been back home in days. I have a neighbor looking after my cat, but I expect to get a phone call about how muffin is behaving like a brat." she chuckled and then looked at EveGato after her ordered a drink. She looked back at her wine and then back at the woman, "Really?" she asked her before shrugging, "Well, I suppose its for the best. Thankfully, this may be my last night in the city so I plan on sleeping this off on the plane." she said as she picked up her glass of red wine and took a sip. 

At the mention of food Nessa's stomach growled and she felt her face going warm, "Well, I suppose that answers that question, doesn it?" she said with a little laugh. "Have you been here before? I've heard really good things about the food and service." she leaned closer to the woman beside her and lowered her voice, "And the owner." she told her with a wink. 

"Damn that was close!" I've been running and hiding for an hour now when I spotted this classy restaurant. I ducked and entered it just in time before the patrol car passed by. I've been in Detroit for two days now, following up a lead about Mayor Cermak. But it looked like I was led in to a wild goose chase. Cermak left Chicago few days ago and won't arrive in Miami till a week later. A tip came that he would drop by Detroit and meet with a lady friend before going to Florida. But I can't fucking find him. The hotel where they were supposed to meet was an old dilapidated building that housed whores and pimps. And as soon as I got there, police where waiting for me. It was just luck that I escaped. I spotted an empty table and took a seat. A waitress came and handed me a menu. I thanked her then scanned it. I might as well have a meal while waiting for things to cool down.

Eve rolled her eyes and laughed.  "Oh Nessa!  You are such a flirt!"

Despite mocking Nessa over her flirty nature, Eve looked around the room, hoping to see the man who warranted having 'really good things' said about him.  Alas, she could see nothing but aging men nearby.   Sighing with disappointment, Eve turned her attention back to Nessa. 

"I haven't heard of the owner, as it happens." Eve stated.  "But i have heard that they serve very good food here.  Did mention that i'm hun-...?"  Eve stopped mid-sentence, as she realized that Nessa was no longer listening.   Digging her elbow into Nessa's side, she attempted to draw the other woman's attention away from the lean body-lines of the bartender.  

"Nessa! What will people think if they see you staring at him like that." Eve admonished in jest.  "You're practically drooling!"

Eve was still chuckling as she opened the menu.  "What do you think you'll have?  I'm going to have the Emince' of Breast of Chicken Tetrazzini Au Gratin."  

Nessa actually blushed and looked down, “What? There is not much else to look at in this town.” She said with a laugh. She toyed with the stem of her wine glass as the bartender bent down to pick up a towel he had dropped. Her eyes roved over those nice black trousers and then was startled out of her daydream, “What?” She asked and then hearing that she was drooling she dabbed her mouth with a cocktail napkin – when only a smear of lipstick came off she dug her elbow into EveGato ‘s side and laughed, “Shut up.” She said to the woman.

Nessa leaned over and looked over the menu, studying what was on offer. “I suppose I’ll go with what I always have, carbonara.” She said. “It is where I set my bar for good food. Is your carbonara delicious? Ok, then you have your act together.” She picked up her wine and finished the glass off. She smiled at the bartender, “Darling, could I get another one, please?” she asked as she set the glass back down on the bar.