"Well Baby, what do they have here?” Ruko said. Baby? Miles blinked. “I’ll have whatever Miles here is going to have. He did say this was a really good restaurant in town.”

"Ah..." He considered questioning it, but decided against it quickly. Miles looked between Ruko and Nessa, who brightened up considerably after that and began chatting cheerily with them almost the entire time. He couldn't help but feel as if there was a joke here he was missing. He merely ignored them both and went back to what he was doing. Females are strange. He looked outside when he was done, where the sun was beginning to set, and wondered if Adrien or Will had returned to the apartment yet. That, or if they somehow managed to get themselves in trouble. With that easily frightened weakling Adrien around, Will wouldn't stand a chance against the Controls alone. Deciding he'd just have to wait and see, he checked to see if Ruko was done eating, then he stood from the table and motioned for her to come with him. He waved good-bye to Nessa and Roy. "We're leaving now. Thank you," he called.

Nessa was leaning on the counter, her chin in her hand, watching them through what could only be described as 'dreamy eyes.' "Good-bye you two," she grinned and winked. "Have fun." She laughed and went back into the kitchen where her husband was cleaning up.

Miles paused at the door, looking at them with confustion. He turned to Ruko and cocked his head. "What is she talking about?" he asked, holding the door open for her to leave before him. He glanced around the streets, knowing they were dangerously near the labs. Nobody's come after us yet, though. Odd. It was really strange, actually. With their technology, he was surprised that they hadn't tracked them down already. Then again, he supposed none of this was a bad thing. Maybe they were all off somewhere slacking off with what little freedom they'd been given. What did he know? He hardly cared so long as he remained safe from harm.