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"I don't really have a lock-on genre, I'm happy if any music is playing in my ears to be honest. Oh- except dubstep, that is just all over the place. What's yours?" Amber responded, sounding a little nervous. "I guess we have that in common" Dan said with a laugh. "My taste in music varies depending on my mood and the situation, although I have a sweet spot for classical, the talent and skill required to play it makes it sound almost as beautiful as you" Dan elaborated blushing slightly behind his mask. "And here we are" Dan said turning and walking into a building. They walk in and notice that they're aren't many people in the dining room We came at a good time, with no one here I can be sure Jackson will serve us. It is a small family owned restaurant, the place is dimly lit, and painted with dark neutral colors. Overall it is a very inviting place that gives off a feeling of friendship and happiness. They stand at the podium for a short while waiting to be seated, before a hostess notices them, Dan catches Jackson's eye and he waves him over. "Hey Jackson, what's up buddy? How you been!" He hollers across the room at him.