There was a lot of information in that one simple sentence. Not one Xander would put to use immediately, but it could come in handy. Not that he wanted to embarrass Seven. The invitation was met with a smile and a glance down at the t-shirt and jeans he work as if he were back home in classic American attire. "I'd love to. But I don't think I'm dressed for the pomp and circumstance."
Xander didn't mention the fact that they'd spent the afternoon together, and then dinner and now clubbing. This was turning into something far bigger than he'd anticipated. Not that he was regretting it. Seven was pleasurable company and not bad to look at. And they had some things in common at least on the outset of things -- strange names being top of his favorites -- a number and a letter, whodathunk.
"Meet outside Manifesto in an hour?" Xander nodded down to their food. "Once we've finished our glorious meal. And enjoyed each other's company a little longer."
Xander didn't mention the fact that they'd spent the afternoon together, and then dinner and now clubbing. This was turning into something far bigger than he'd anticipated. Not that he was regretting it. Seven was pleasurable company and not bad to look at. And they had some things in common at least on the outset of things -- strange names being top of his favorites -- a number and a letter, whodathunk.
"Meet outside Manifesto in an hour?" Xander nodded down to their food. "Once we've finished our glorious meal. And enjoyed each other's company a little longer."