Arlen brought you to a McDonalds on the first date, once you ordered your food which mind you, you had to pay for, you both sat down to begin this 'date'. Arlen took a bite of his burger and wiped his mouth off with the back of his sleeve, "So, where are you from? I mean, it doesn't look like anywhere special." His eyes traced along your features, once you were about to bite back with a harsh comment, he let out a groan and stretched. "Might just leave, you're getting kind of boring." Arlen shrugged.