Fabrice doesn't know if this is a date or not; he's been single for quite some time now, he tries not to think about specifics. But regardless, he's out having drinks with a lovely woman. And he has very much enjoyed getting to know Yvette, from their conversation in the coffee shop. So, no matter what happens, he thinks he is going to have a lovely time tonight.

He smiles when she makes her way toward him, looking quite lovely in a trench coat-type jacket. He offers her a little wave.

"Hello, Yvette. I'm ready when you are," he says, offering her his arm. "Did you have some place specific in mind?"