Lions and Llamas Are Meant to Be

Chapter 4 Restaurant Dan's POV

Shit. How could I forget the reservation? After I told Phil, he looked at me and thanked me, but it didn't sound sincere. Well, there is no time to wonder what is wrong, we need to get moving!
"Phil!" I yell.
"What?"
"We need to get ready!"
"What do I wear?" He asks, "Is the restaurant fancy or not?"
"Um..." Is all I can say.
"Dan!" He exclaims, "Come on! Tell me!"
"I-It's fancy"
"Oh. Okay."
After fifteen minutes of frantically getting ready, both of us are dressed. I am wearing black dress pants and a black shirt with a sophisticated black jacket. I am just getting my wallet when Phil comes downstairs. Wow. Just wow.
"You look great." I say to the Phil in black dress pants, a fitted white shirt, and a black jacket similar to the one that I am wearing.
"Thanks."
***
We have finally arrived at the restaurant, a dressed up Italian place. I tell the hostess my name for the reservation, and she looks at me with a knowing smile. Oh god. Even the hostess ships Phan. She brings us to a small table in the back of the restaurant, and there are no people in the tables around us.
"You're server will be Britney. I hope you enjoy!"
"Thank you." Phil and I say in unison, which just makes our hostesses' smile wider.
After five minutes of sitting awkwardly, Britney comes to our table with menus and glasses of water. After she leaves, I ask Phil what he wants, and he says pasta.
"Okay. I think I am going to have pasta too." I say.
Britney comes back to take our orders, and then she leaves again.
"Dan?" Phil asks.
"Yes?"
"Why did you make this reservation?"
Oh no. I can't say that I wanted to be with him.
"Um... We never really go out to eat, and this place sounded really good. Also, we are always filming videos, and we never really hang out much anymore."
Phil is about to respond, but them our food comes. The pasta looks really good, and both of us dig in. After a meal of silence, I pay the bill and give Britney a tip. We are just leaving when Britney calls out "Have fun you guys!" Oh god no. That was really loud. After that, Phil and I head home in a hurry.
***
"Well that was fun!" Phil says.
"Yeah, it was."
"It's still pretty early, do you want to watch Death Note?"
"Sure!"
We set up the television and put pillows and blankets on the couch. Phil starts the film, and then we settle down to watch it. Phil falls asleep after thirty minutes, and I am left with a sleeping Phil's head on my chest. He really is cute when he sleeps.