"I wouldn't dream of it," Cyril replied, as he slid his card into the black sleeve to pay the check. It didn't take long for him to finish paying and then they were headed back out of the restaurant, their hands once more entwined. From the entrance to the restaurant, they walked around a corner and walked along a street until they reached a well lit wooden pier. There were a few other people, mostly other couples, all wondering and talking quietly amongst themselves. The lake itself was a vast stretch of blackness with the few twinkling lights of boats in the distance. Along the other side of the boardwalk was a collection of shops and a few dessert type places along with more restaurants. Overall, the atmosphere was quiet and romantic, the perfect setting for the end of a date.