Elijah looked at Zechariah confused. Slowly he gave a very cheerful almost lopsided smile. "The point of the food was that I'd be cooking it. Just bring the drinks." He laughed softly and sipped his drink. "It'll be nice. I will find a quiet spot with a lovely view so we can have an enjoyable time. Just have to hope it doesn't rain."

He was sure he could pick a good clear day. He worked on finishing the risotto though he truly wished it had more flavor. It made him turn more to the drink and he wished the waiter would come for a refill.