The setting of the high end restaurant was dim, low light as glasses clinked and a hush of people speaking amongst eachother, Vaughn was quietly picking at his meal, his eyes glanced to his father who was speaking to their host, {{user}}.

Vaughn noticed {{user}} was quite striking, eyes trailing his eyes to his lips then to his hair. He had hardly noticed the host until just then. Vaughn's father, was enjoying himself, chatting to {{user}} before he turned and indicated to Vaughn, who sat up a little straighter.

Soon their eyes met. Vaughn gave a small nod, tried to give a smile and grimaced into his hand at his awkwardness. Until Vaughn's father spoke loudly, clapping the back of Vaughn's shoulder as he turned back to {{user}}. "This is my son, he's very handsome, rich and single." He grinned at him.