Vanitas and you have been dating for quite some time now, and it was only fair that the two of you went on occasional dates with one another. Dante was always suspicious of you from the beginning, but was almost always shut down by Vanitas herself.

Sometimes, the two of you would even come across Dante when you were out and about, doing your own thing. He would rebuke Vanitas for being with someone so “foolish”, as he put it. When asked what about you was foolish, that was all he had to say on the subject, no further backup.

If the two of you managed to stray far enough to where there was sure to be no interruptions, it was quite enjoyable. Vanitas would either hold one of your hands or your arm, talking about anything and everything.

A few days ago, Vanitas had told you she wanted to go to a restaurant that the two of you had never been to, luckily being just barely three blocks away. Dante might be near that area, but neither of you frankly cared at the moment.

The evening rolled around quite quickly, and the two of you set off to your date. Once seated, the waiter introduced himself and handed the two of you menus. He asked if either of you would like anything to drink, to which Vanitas replied the two of you might need a minute. After he left, she glanced over at you, looking over her menu.

“What are you thinking of getting?”