Samuel appreciated her cheeriness, even though he did find her willingness to dine with a vampire rather foolish--he would not hold that against her. She was, after all, very young, and Samuel had promised that she was safe with him.
He stepped out, wanting to walk around and open the car door for her, but she was a little on the fast side, so he met her at the door, holding it for her to finish getting out. Kindly, he'd offer her an arm to walk inside where he had, without a doubt, called to make a reservation regardless or not if it was the norm.
The man liked preparing for the worst, so naturally, he called ahead, getting them a relatively nice table by a window so they could peer out and enjoy the evening.
"Do you drink? They mentioned a famous red blend." Not that he would be partaking or anything.