"It is a damn shame," Krem said softly, almost wistfully. "Even if I never got to go home, I'd like to see some of the places I've read about since I got here."

He pulled out the bottle of wine again and filled up her glass. As he was finishing and refilling his own glass, the waiter came back out again with their entrees, placing them in front of them. Krem indulged himself in glancing over the waiter briefly as he walked away from their table, before telling himself that he was being rude. Even if this wasn't anything more than friendly dinner, Adaline deserved his undivided attention.

He lifted his glasses in a little toast. "To making our own fun?"