Glare again. "I'm more of the punch you in the face for being a smart ass type." People were staring again; even if the two weren't loud Viral had drawn initial attention with his... beastliness, and holding hands wasn't usually a prelude to physical violence on dates.

The waitress finally arrived with their orders, a hopelessly out of her league teenager. "H-here's your... meals." The poor girl forced a smile. "You'll have to... stop holding hands for a moment... so there's room..."

The mental circuits connected, and she quickly let go. And was that a slight blush? Why would I blush? No reason for that. Stupid waitress getting all scared of Viral.((Because Katina is not intimidating at all...)).