The sudden touch of their noses in what was typically known as an Eskimo kiss made Maki blush. He looked away, cheeks burning hotly and he let out a nervous laugh. Wow that was smooth, Reno.

"Ha ha, sure. Whatever you want, sho." He grinned nervously. Maki liked sweets, and savory things too. The idea of sharing food, especially dessert, sounded extremely romantic to Makishima and he had to appreciate the idea. Reno was doing a good job of wooing the climber.

The waiter came back right on time, asking their orders where Maki asked for the potted shrimp with pickles. It wasn't an overly huge dish, but as thin as Maki was it wasn't too hard to infer that perhaps he wasn't really a big eater.