Eliot had things he had planned to do with his day while they were in New York, and those things hadn't involved meeting some chick Nate used to know. Nate had made some excuses about why he couldn't go, but Eliot didn't believe them. He knew Nate too well.
As he finds the restaurant and looks it over, he still isn't too sure why he agreed to do it. Sometimes he just wishes Nate would grow up and take care of things himself. But he did agree, and he's here, so he might as well go in.
He's dressed a little nicer than what he was wearing two hours ago, but still keeping to what's comfortable to him. Clean jeans and a nice button down shirt. He walks in the door and looks around, and when he spots the woman Nate had shown him a picture of he heads over. He stops at her table and stands there awkwardly for a moment.
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Date: 2011-08-14 07:42 pm (UTC)From:As he finds the restaurant and looks it over, he still isn't too sure why he agreed to do it. Sometimes he just wishes Nate would grow up and take care of things himself. But he did agree, and he's here, so he might as well go in.
He's dressed a little nicer than what he was wearing two hours ago, but still keeping to what's comfortable to him. Clean jeans and a nice button down shirt. He walks in the door and looks around, and when he spots the woman Nate had shown him a picture of he heads over. He stops at her table and stands there awkwardly for a moment.
"Sara?"