Neville of the Gods

He smiled at her and headed for the drivers side. “Evening to you too. I missed you. You always seem so busy but I guess writing is hard work especially for however many shows you do and then Vince and his constant changing of things.” He drove off toward the main road to head to the restaurant. “Did you have a preference that you had a taste for?” He asked as he glanced down. “I can give you a foot massage later if you want.”

I suppose after RAW, you can drive us both to Birmingham.

Celebration- Ben & Minah

     “Hello.” A look over his attire, had her smile, reaching out to touch the top button of his polo shirt, closed at the throat. “IT Tech by day, Villain at night.” Murmured quietly, bemused. She herself wore black leggings, a long sleeved top with thigh high boots, with no heel. Stepping out, the door locked behind her as she lead the way, the small bag she used as a purse slung onto her shoulder. “So, how do you want to celebrate, Champ?”

"I did promise you food and I'm a man of my word. I thought Italian would be good." He was unsure of what type of food she liked but he hoped that would be alright. He drove to the restaurant and held the door for her and then waited there till they were seated. "I know what I want. I want the spaghetti and garlic toast. Did you have an idea what you'd like?"

Text@ RaMinah

Minah: You can pick me up. After all sitting in a hotel room isn’t exactly celebrating anything. :P lol

Ben: Alright.  :D

Text@ RaMinah

Minah: Congrats. :) Sure, I can do that.

Ben: Shall I pick you up or you wish to celebrate in room?

Good luck on whatever you do.

Text@Raminah

Minah: Alright.

Ben: What room are you in and I’ll come hang out with you?

Text@Raminah

Minah: I can’t go on every tour. If you are around, then yes.

Ben” I’ll see you then.