First Date ((Angel))

[Dr Angel Fraser]

"It's ok," Angel smiled, patting his hand. She didn't need to hear I'm sorry again. She'd heard it so many times when her father first died that she didn't want to hear it again. "He's in a better place now, and he watches over me." She chuckled, taking a sip of her iced tea. She then chuckled again at his reaction to her question about how he had met House. "That interesting of a first meeting huh?" She teased. Slipping her foot out of her shoe, she ran it gently against the side of Wilson's leg. Now she was definitely curious as to how they had met.

[Dr. James Wilson.]

Wilson smiled brightly as Angel patted his hand. Curling his fingers upwards; he took a hold of it and gave it a gentle squeeze. He's in a better place now, and he watches over me. "Like a Guardian Angel, for an Angel." He responded lightly, picking up his glass of Green Iced Tea to take a sip. "Oh yes, definitely, maybe I'll tell you about it later, when we're out of public eye." Wilson teased with a small chuckle. A tiny yelp escaped his mouth when he felt something against the side of his leg, he jumped a little then looked down and back up quickly; smiling.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

Angel found herself blushing yet again. This man had a way with words which made her blush, and she didn't mind a bit. "Something like that." She smiled. "I never thought of it that way before." She added, squeezing his hand gently. She bit back a small laugh at his reaction to her foot, but was glad he relaxed when he realized what it was. "Must be very interesting in that case." She chuckled. She remembered vaguely House mentioning how they met, but she wanted to hear Wilson's side of the story. Before she could say anything, the waiter reappeared carrying their food. "Smells delicious." Angel smiled, inhaling deeply as the waiter put her lasagna in front of her. The waiter put Wilson's meal in front of him and looks at both of them. "Will that be all?" He inquired. Angel shook her head and looked at Wilson.