At the booth, Reno considered sitting on the opposite side, trying to make polite distance or preserve the moral bias of other patrons. In the end, he decided they could go fuck themselves, and plopped down into the booth next to Maki instead. He didn't try to get cozy, but the lack of real distance and a table between them was clear enough as he propped his cheek in his hand and leaned against the table with a smile.

"Midgar. Not too far from a little farm town called Kalm. Juno isn't far away, either. Further than Kalm, though. I don't really hang out any of those places though. I'm more partial to the streets of lower plate Midgar. Or I'll hang out in Wutai when I'm off duty," he mused, shrugging slightly and glancing over the courtesy glasses of water left for them. Water? Please. He was going to need something a hell of a lot stronger than that if he wasn't going to fall flat on his face on what was his first honest date in...well, maybe ever. He wasn't sure taking a hooker out for dinner was really a date.

"What about you? Where are you from? You sound different from all the people around here. They're all kind of...I dunno. Snobby, I guess. And drag on forever when they talk, but you've got this real nice...uh...kinda drawl? Maybe. I dunno. I like the way you talk. The rest is irrelevant, I suppose. Where we're from doesn't have a lot to do with where we're going."