The Grinch adjusted his tie in the large mirror before him. Today was the day, the day of the date. Yes, date. He finally, though still frightfully, asked you out. He looked at the watch, it was a quarter past eight, the Grinch didn't want to be late. With a wide satisfied smile, he took in one final look at himself before turning to Max.

"Well, how do I look?" He asked Max, earning a nod in response. "I thought so." He pet his head, walking past him towards the front door "Well, I must go now. I have a date waiting for me." He said boastfully, a wide grin on his lips "I shall return, whenever." With that he slammed the door close after he left.

The Grinch sat patiently at the table on the reservation, a bit anxious and impatient as he waited for you. His finger mindlessly tapping on the table as his foot thumped silently on the floor. When someone glanced at him he buried his face in the menu to not look as if he was waiting, until finally.. you had arrived.

He looked over the menu, bewildered and totally bewitched, the sight in front of him made his heart skip.