Zane's House

"Fine if yall cant even speak, she is leaving with us." The mother said nothing.

He looked up. "Um...do you wanna go do something Mizore?"

Mizore shakes her head. "Not...really...nervous..."

Her father glares at Mizore. "Speak with pride!"

He frowns. "Okay..."

"Sorry...father and vampire." Mizore looks at her father. "You may use his name." Mizore nodds. "Thank you."

He nods.

"Do you wanna do something?" She said nervous voice, but without breaking up her words.

"Um sure." he said.

"What, would you like to do?"

Her parents remained quiet.

"Anything..." he said.

Mizore nodds. "Name something..."

"Do you wanna....go get something to eat?" he asked.

Mizore nodds. "Kinda...im alittle hungry..."

Okay....let's go then." he said.

Mizore nodds and stands up and dusts herself off. "I'll follow."

He nods and leads her to a expenisve restrurant.

Mizore follows her parents behind.

He takes her to a nice italian resturant. He pulls up a chair for her.

Mizore blinks. "You be alright here?...Italian use alot of garlic..." Her parents take a seat a few tables away.

"I'll be okay if I don't eat alot."

Mizore nodds. "Alright."

The waitress comes. "What can I take for your drinks?" she asks. "Um...coke for me." he said. "What about you Mizore?"

Mizore thinks. "Anything really cold."

"Okay, coke with extra ice for her."

Mizore nodds. "Sounds good."