Davin has never actually eaten at Francesco's. He's sure he could afford a meal or two there if he wanted, because he's pretty frugal in general and has a decent nest egg building, but it's just not his scene. James' invitation puzzles him a bit, and if it were for dinner he would be nervous, but there's nothing romantic about lunch, right? It's not a date; it's just lunch.
He brings a change of clothes to the shop and changes into them in his office, tucking his dark blue button down into his black slacks. That should be good enough.
When he gets to the restaurant the hostess tells him that Mr. Thornton is expecting him and leads him towards a table near the back. He thanks her and smirks a little as he takes his seat across from James. "Good afternoon, Mr. Thornton."
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Date: 2014-12-23 05:36 am (UTC)He brings a change of clothes to the shop and changes into them in his office, tucking his dark blue button down into his black slacks. That should be good enough.
When he gets to the restaurant the hostess tells him that Mr. Thornton is expecting him and leads him towards a table near the back. He thanks her and smirks a little as he takes his seat across from James. "Good afternoon, Mr. Thornton."