"I guess my weekend is sorted then. Standing in front of a mirror with a picture of you trying to copy your pout so I can get my own way sometimes." He laughs a little. He sighs happily at the way things were going. Even though they were "officially" a couple, and she was his girlfriend, he felt like tonight was important to them - like he really had to impress, but it seemed she was enjoying herself as much as he was. He smiles at the way she brushes off his compliment again. People probably thought of Nadia as quite vain and self confident, but it wasn't the case at all, and Mark was happy that she was willing to show her true side in front of him. "Hey, I only tell you the truth," he says with a little smile and nods at her. "I agree. It's important to have someone you can just relax around. Although if someone ever told me I'd be able to relax around a member of GirlSpice...I never would have believed them." he chuckles and then listens as she talks quite openly about her problems again. It was refreshing that she could see things that way - that she could take such a positive mindset towards things that had put her in a bad place in the past. He guessed it was another thing they had in common. "You're brilliant," he says almost involuntarily before he blushes. "Your modesty knows no end Nadia," he says as he jokingly rolls his eyes. "I mean, come on, tell me another name in pop that's bigger than Nadia Berry? I don't think there is one. You're the most famous person I know anyway." He thinks for a little moment about his depression, and it brings back a momentary bad memory. But he smiles at her anyway. "Yeah. I mean it wasn't easy, but my family helped me a hell of a lot with stuff. And eventually with just talking about it it managed to fade away." He laughs slightly and lifts his eyebrows. "Definitely, yeah. I'm thankful for the way of life I have now. Money doesn't mean all that much to me, but everything else music has brought me is amazing." He smiles at her. "This is nice. I hope you're having a nice time Nad." He puts his hand gently on top of hers, feeling like the two were making a real connection tonight, even more so than they had in the last few weeks. "Sounds like you'll be getting some deserved rest time then. You just got off tour right? We're just about to start ours in November. Last ever tour with the band, but shhhh..." he winks. "It's a secret." He smiles when Nadia mentions Boots' reaction to her return. "Awwww that's so cute! I'd love to meet her some time. I love little dogs like that. Not so keen on big scary dogs but little ones like Boots are cute." He smiles and then frowns when Scott is brought up again. "yeah....he's...he's my buddy, he's been like my big brother all these years, but he's an absolute dick to that girl. She loves him, and he's lucky she does. I wouldn't ever blame her if she just straight up and left him. "Carbonara eh? I was right. My mom will love you. That's her speciality." He chuckles and then smiles when the wine comes. He pours some for Nadia. "Smells....winey...." he jokes.

Mark chuckles as he thinks of himself standing pouting into a mirror and how he'd look like even more of a poser than normal. "I agree, as long as no one walked in on me. Although I suppose they could walk in on me doing far worse," he chuckles and smiles when she says she's happy he chose to relax with her. "Me too. I'm glad you're the first GirlSpice I met. Kim is a bit...full on..for my tastes, Sophia is just, well she asked me to meet her unicorn a few times and I was worried she was coming on to me for a while," he laughs. "And Chantal just makes me want to curl up in the foetal position until I'm sure she's gone." He chuckles. Nadia had come into his life at just the right time for Mark - the album process had been stressful, as had all the interviews he had been doing - in the past he had left those to Scott, but since he had got more famous he seemed to have been dragged into it. He definitely needed someone he could just sit and talk to, and Nadia seemed perfect for him at the moment. When she says something similar about him, Mark beams widely. "I'm glad I could help then. Normally if I want to shut my mind off and forget my problems I just end up shutting myself away and drawing a lot. I prefer this way though, meeting someone awesome. Turns out I like a challenge more than I even knew..." he chuckles. "So what else do you get up to in your spare time when you're not working? Actually, are you ever not working?" he asks her with a little smile, trying to turn away from their respective former mental health issues. He didn't want to drag the conversation down and he was worried since he had initiated it. He takes a little bite of his pasta and smiles when she says she's enjoying it. It made him feel great that she was - Mark suffered a terrible internal monologue and always overthought things, and he had worried at first that she was just being polite, but he felt like she was genuinely enjoying herself now. "I'm sat having dinner with Nadia Berry, I'm having a wonderful time," he says with a smile. "In fact, if this restaurant had a Laser Quest, I'd be having the best night of my life," he says with a little smile. "How's your food?" He was really starting to relax and have a good time now. It had been so long since he had dated - even with Layla they just sort of fell into a relationship and everything that came with it. Nadia was much more relaxed and prepared to take things at whatever pace they needed, and he needed that. She was just what Mark's life and his ever rising confidence had needed. In a way, the fact Nadia Berry liked him just showed him his true worth - something he had never been so sure of.

Talking about Blood of Wecz causes Mark to lower his eyes for a second. The end of the band was hitting him hard, mostly because he felt it was his fault. "Yeah...it was Scott's choice. He feels like he's holding me back and I need to go solo so he...just won't do Wecz anymore." He thinks for a moment. "You should come, yeah," he says, looking up with a smile. But when he sees the look on her face, sadness, his expression changes. "What's wrong Nad? You can tell me," he says softly. He had seen her look sad like that before when they first met - he didn't like to see her upset. He had no clue it was because she would miss him, but in truth he felt the same. Touring was always a hassle for someone like Mark who didn't drink to numb the monotony, and it would be worse knowing that there was someone he would much rather be with. "Do you mean you're a lover of big dogs, or a big fan of dogs?" He chuckles. "Anything bigger than like a collie terrifies me. I can't wait to meet Boots though. Especially if she's as sweet as her mom," he jokes, smiling when Nadia compliments his own mother. When he pours the wine, he chuckles at her joke. "I hope wine doesn't make you all amorous and handsy, Ms Berry, you know how I'm all innocent and the like," he laughs.

"To be fair, if someone walked in on me now, I'd be more concerned why there was a stranger in my house," he says, chuckling. "I'm a big scaredy cat, by the way." He smiles at her, feeling happy that he can open up about anything, even if it was just that he was a bit jumpy at home alone. He laughs when she mentions the rest of GirlSpice. He wondered how they managed to work so well together given that they were always so different. "I know! If I met Chantal first I'd have been all 'uhhhh....I'll record my part at home and send it to you kthxbai!" He laughs. "What one did you meet first? Aside from Nadia," he says with a wink as he takes a drink. He smiles when she says she appreciates him being there. Mark did as well. His previous relationship seemed to be a little directionless, as if he and Layla were almost too timid with each other, and although he and Nadia were relaxed and natural with each other, they seemed to have a little more about them as a couple. "I guess we both found something we needed, huh?" he says as she squeezes his hand, to which Mark reciprocates. "I feel really lucky for that." He smiles at her hobbies when she mentions them. "I knew that! I always see pictures on the sidebar of shame...yeah I'm guilty of that vice...of you in gym gear with a water bottle. Seems you're never out of those places!" He chuckles. "With the amount I smoke, I think if I went near a gym I'd be breathing out my arse in seconds. I'd cut the cigs....but then how would I look like a cool and smouldering rock star?" He winks and shakes his head. "You work too hard, Nads. You should get a real vacation sometimes." He laughs. "Sex, drugs and rock and roll? I don't know about that. Rock and roll maybe, and the occasional sex, but I'm no rock star really, just Mark. These days I like to relax by driving. I'm a bit of a petrol head. I take the car to some tracks. It's surprising how you can get on to race tracks when you have money. I just drive around them for fun though, but I'd like to try a race sometime." Mark laughs when she calls him a rock star and plays up his fame, deciding to play along. "I know. Normally people need to win contests to have dinner with me. Lucky girl," he says, clearly joking before he groans loudly at her joke. "Waiter can have this to go, please," he teases. "Berry, that was awful. That was even worse than my joke," he laughs. "Mine is good. Wanna try some?"

He nods when she mentions going solo and the similarities between their musical career, which makes him smile. "I guess we have that in common. If this was match.com it would say we're made for each other, Nads." He chuckles and then shakes his head. "No, no. He insists I go solo. He says I have too much potential to be a guitarist in a band." He smiles a little. Scott always did look out for Mark, even if it was at his own expense. "Friends, eh? They can make you feel like shit even when they're being nice! How did you feel when you went solo?" He laughs but then his face changes when she says exactly what he was thinking. "I know. I'll miss you too," He touches her hand to reassure her. "But you can come visit for sure, and we're only touring for about a month. Just a few major cities. We need to be finished for Christmas so Scott can be back for his kids." He smiles at her. "I know it'll be hard but we'll be fine. I'll call you and stuff too." He was as worried about going on tour as she was about him leaving, but Mark wanted to reassure her, reassure them both actually. He smiles when she gets back to the dogs, pretending to grimace at the thought of a large dog. "If you buy a big one, just warn me. I'll wear one of those suits when I visit. You know the padded ones police have when they're training their dogs?" He laughs as he thinks of the ridiculous notion of him waddling into Nadia's house looking like the Michelin man. He smiles at her suggestion they will be spending time together tomorrow as well. "I look forward to it. I'm sure it'll be lovely." He laughs when she reacts to his joke, protesting his innocence comically and pretending to look shocked. "Me? No not at all. I'm like a total virgin and stuff, absolutely no clue what I'm doing," he says jokingly with a wry smile as he puts a forkful in his mouth. In truth, Mark worried about sex sometimes. He had been a virgin when he met his ex wife, and despite having more experience now, it was still the thing he worried about most after they had split, but he tried to keep those worries to himself.

Mark laughs. "Damn, maybe you should spray some hormones around the place or something to attract someone more butch," he winks. "But yeah, I'm like unreasonably terrified of horror movies and stuff like that. I'm weird." He smiles. Mark of two years ago would have probably been far too intimidated to ever talk to Nadia, but she was nothing like she imagined. He felt bad now, but he always thought she would be a bit of a diva, when really she was, if anything, even more down to earth than Mark himself." He smiles at her as she discusses the band. "I like Kimberly, she's always praising our music and stuff. You should make sure you keep a hold of that one," he says with a wink. "I remember when Scott used to try to get me to party as well. He invited me into his band, but I think he was disappointed for a while with what he got. I mean...the guy was a crazy party animal back then. I'm surprised he's still alive." He smiles. "Oooh, I have a good question. Craziest thing you've ever seen on tour?" Mark looks up at Nadia again. He really enjoyed being with her. She relaxed him, but he felt like she was a bit more of a challenge in a way than Layla had been, like he wanted to work to impress Nadia, and that was something he needed as well. He really hoped they would be able to have a good relationship as he liked her a lot. "I guess we're both lucky," he says with a warm smile. "Believe me, I try to avoid the sidebar. But where else can a guy get the latest on the X Factor, Nadia's gym japes and Made In Chelsea? Wanna know a secret? I know intimate details of the lives of everyone in Made in Chelsea...and I don't even know what Made in Chelsea is!" He laughs. "Oh really? Do you not like cigarettes, then?" he smirks a little. Cigarettes were always Mark's crutch, and he wasn't sure how he'd manage to quit, but he liked that Nadia cared enough to want him to give them up. "If you play nice, maybe I'll see to it that you do have a vacation," he says playfully. "You must be able to relax a little now you don't have the label now though?" He laughs at her insinuation that he would be like Lewis Hamilton. "A race car driver and a hot pop star? I think I've seen this movie before," he says with a chuckle. "I might try it some day though. It would be fun. I'll reserve you the passenger seat." He smiles and bursts out laughing. "Personally I thought they were both really really.....punny..." he groans at his own joke. "I think if we tell any more they might ask us to leave," he says, calling the waiter over to order a jug of water for the table.

He nods when she says they have a lot in common. It was comforting to know that they did. He liked to think it was the reason they had come together at first. He had always picked the wrong sort of person in the past, so it was great that he had someone who was in a way like him. "Too true. We'll be in one of those e-harmony ads very soon," he chuckles. "You sit on the platform and I'll play the guitar." He shrugs when they talk about Scott again. "I suppose....part of me, and I feel bad for it, thinks he wants the praise for being a martyr and "taking one for his friend" by allowing me to go solo. I love Scott, but he's not normally one to see what's good for others," he chuckles. "I'm not sure I could go back after we split. I really want to focus hard on my solo work - like I want to really do well at it. Like Nadia Berry well, so I think it needs all my focus. Do you ever wonder if the girls resented you even a bit for going solo? That's my big worry." He thinks for a moment, smiling at the fact she would miss him. To Mark that showed she was interested as he was, and the idea forced a smile onto his face that he could barely disguise. "That's what I like to hear, Ms Berry. Boots isn't grow...is she...?" he jokes, pretending to be scared before he laughs at her giggle. It was so cute to him. "Really? I assumed you were a virgin, too," he teases. "I guess you might well be the corruptor then - I hope you can handle that responsibility!" he says teasingly.

"I thought that was a girl tactic...using horror movies to get close to dudes? Hey, I can use my fear as an excuse as well," he jokes with a little shrug. "Or I could hide behind Boots. She looks like she's a real badass." He smiles at her as he leans a little closer, getting a lot more confident as they relaxed around each other. If there was one thing Mark had learned from their relationship so far, it was that he should be a lot more confident. And that he could be. He was still amazed he had made the first move with Nadia, but already infinitely glad that he had - he knew if he hadn't after how close they got working together he would have regretted it and kicked himself forever. Mark chuckles. "Maybe I'll send her some signed CDs some time. It blows my mind that someone in GirlSpice likes us. She's definitely one of our coolest fans." He rests his head on his hand as he listens intently to her tour story, his eyes widening all the time. "Shit....that's crazy! Were they like good copies? You must have been terrified!" He laughs a little and then scratches his chin as he thinks. "I'm not sure I can top that one, actually, buuut when were first touring ten years ago, I was 15 and Scott was 19, and we drove across the US on tour. There was this one girl who was obsessed with Scott, and she would be there every night. No joke, every city, every state every night and she would be front and center, screaming, crying, the lot. Anyway, last night of the tour comes, and she wasn't there....but she was on our bus. I'm not even gonna tell you what she was doing with a drum stick when we found her." He shudders. "I'm sure she stole ALL of Scott's boxers as well." He laughs and shakes his head. "Aren't you glad we can afford bodyguards these days?" When she doesn't know Made in Chelsea either, Mark laughs. "Aren't you English? The impression I got is that it was like some mega blockbuster over here." He chuckles and shrugs a little, smiling genuinely at Nadia and squeezing her hand playfully. It was probably the flirtiest Mark had ever been tonight, but it seemed to be coming natural to him tonight, testament to how much Nadia helped him relax. "I don't think I could quit if I tried anyway. I started smoking when I started touring at 15. Good idea for you not to though. I sweat just watching you dance when I see your videos and stuff." He blushes when he realises how dirty that sounded. "Shit...I mean, because it looks like a lot of exercise. Honestly.." he laughs. "Oh yeah! I heard about your label. That's why I asked you out...hoping to get myself a deal..." he jokes. "I guess after...well you wouldn't have wanted to stay at the old label huh? It must feel good to start afresh with that sort of thing though." He blushes again when he realises he was fussing, grimacing a little. "Sorry..." he says, chuckling nervously. "And yeah, I promise to drive safe. Cross my heart, Nads. I wouldn't wanna be the cause of you not dancing anymore. The pop world would kill me," he says, chuckling.

Mark laughs at the notion of the advert. "Being the faces of romance in music? We could be the new...jeez I can't even think of any solid couples in music. That's a bit sad. But yeah, we'd look lame as hell. With our photogenic faces and cool personas, we'd be much better in an advert for...Jacob's Creek, or.....Calvin Klein." He chuckles. "Oh really? You play guitar? I didn't even know that. Are you any good?" He was impressed. Most pop stars were just singers, but if Nadia could play guitar then she obviously took her music very seriously indeed. He looks down when she finishes her wine, and he puts his fork down. "Do you fancy a dessert? Or would you rather go somewhere else?" Mark asks. He hoped she wouldn't want to end the date just yet - he really was enjoying being around her. He smiles when she assures him he'll be successful. "Thanks. I always worry my first debut single might turn out to just be a flash in the pan. I nearly shit myself when it got to number one." He laughs again when she mentions Chantal. "This is very true, I can imagine her just freaking out. Have you ever seen her really truly mad? I bet it's terrifying!" He smiles at her as he takes a drink of water, still having one of the best nights he had experienced in a long time. "You know I like that dog more and more all the time," he teases. "Oh you can? I bet you get away with a lot by playing innocent and pulling that pouty face," he jokes. When she speaks seductively, Mark's eyebrows raise and he smiles at her. "Oh really? Sounds a bit like you would revel in that responsibility, Nads," he teases, winking at her.

He laughs at the thought of Boots covering one of his eyes. "Close enough. I'll just fill the other with popcorn..or terrified tears." He winks, loving the fact they could joke back and forward so easy. Mark was a great guy, but it often took a lot of trust to get that side to shine through his shyness. The fact he was now was testament to how much he liked Nadia and how relaxed she made him feel, which made him smile. "Yeah, I guess I've always been like that as well. Metal was never the sort of thing I listened to more than anything. I think I just fell into doing it for a living. My solo stuff is the type of music I really love." He smiles. "How about you? What's your favourite genre? Favourite artist?" He sits up in his seat. Mark loved discussing music. He laughs at the thought of the Nadia clones. "Shit, that must have freaked you the hell out. How did you handle them? I remember I went to an Oasis show some years ago, nearly everyone looked like Liam Gallagher." He chuckles and then sighs at his own story again. "A drum stick, yeah haha. Thing is, at that time I was a virgin, and honestly, seeing that absolutely terrified me. Lame or what?" He laughs and shrugs. "Yeah, like I say, smoking was just the sort of done thing back then, and because I just wouldn't drink at all, it was the only thing to do. It helps me relax a bit as well," he says with a shrug. He knew eventually it was a habit that would kill him, but it had been a big help to Mark at some points in his life. He bursts out laughing again when she questions if he had really not meant to sound a bit risque, blushing slightly. "Yeah, totally. When I watch GirlSpice videos, I almost always have my pants on," he jokes. He listens as she talks about leaving her old label. After everything she had gone through, he guessed it only made sense for her to start afresh. "I'm sure whatever you do, you'll be wonderful at it," he smiles. "You've done this label thing a few times anyway now, huh? You're basically an expert now." He takes a drink and chuckles. "Creative freedom is always a great thing Nads. I can't wait to hear what you can do without label intervention. I'm sure it'll be your best work yet." He laughs when she says they won't kill him. "I trust you then. I guess your fans are more sane than like....Weekend fans. Can you imagine what would happen if someone accidentally hurt one of those little dudes?"

Mark nods as he mulls over the thought. It was true, when musicians ended up together, it was rare that things would work out in the long run. "But hey, every rule has an exception, huh?" He says with a little smile before he laughs at the idea of the ad. "Boxers I can do, I might look quite good actually, but seduction? I reckon I'd look like a mum at a wedding dancing to a song she doesn't know." He chuckles and nods as she talks about playing guitar. He was clearly impressed by her skills. "On your album? I can't wait to hear that, it's always good to hear people try new things musically. Nice work. The next Katie Coyle, eh?" he winks, knowing the two were friends. "Did you learn yourself or did someone teach you?" As she peruses the menu, Mark smiles at Nadia. He noticed a few little things about her, and he thought it was cute how she always bit her lips when she was thinking. He was pleased she wanted to stay a little longer as well. He looks down the menu. "Sweet tooth is never a bad thing," he says with a chuckle. "I think I'll try the...profiteroles...those things are always good for embarrassing the eater." He smiles at her and beams widely when she praises his song. "Thank you. That means a lot coming from someone like you. I think my favourite Nadia Berry song is still "Records On." I loved the whole feel of that one." He smiles and raises one eyebrow when she mentions never seeing Chantal full on scary. "Damn....that girl is...intense," he chuckles, wondering just how mad she could get. When she talks about corrupting him again, he smirks and nods. "Agreed, otherwise I might end up a virgin forever," he jokes with a little wink.

"Hey, don't bring tissues. If I wipe my tears I might be able to see the movie, and that's the last thing I need." He smirks a little and then sits back comfortably in his chair when she starts to talk about her music tastes. He loved knowing what people liked - the whole game of guessing and being proved wrong, and Nadia was certainly doing that. "Really? I'm impressed. Is it bad to say I assumed you would just be into like real pop music?" He chuckles a little and smiles. "My favourite at the moment has to be Arctic Monkeys. I used to want to be like them, but then I heard their new album and I realised I'll never be that good. Other than those, I like things like Against Me!, the Wonder Years, a whole mixed bag really." He nods, Mark loved talking about music. He chuckles at the thought, again, of all the other Nadias at her show. "Just remember to keep up the good work or one of the lookalikes might be called to replace you in GS," he teases. "Hey I wonder if any of them have ever done anything and pretended to be you....weird." He chuckles and then laughs hard when she mentions keeping their pants off. "I wasn't going to be the one to say that.." he chuckles. "I bet you ladies don't get many complaints about the attire though." He smiles at her, not wanting to sound like a pervert, but Mark did find NAdia insanely attractive, and that was obvious to anyone in the room. His eyes open wide all of a sudden and he starts to chuckle. "Jesus....Spice Records. There's a blast from the past, Nads. You know what means? You were officially my first boss ever in music! Awkward...." he teases. Blood of Wecz had been signed to Spice Records at the time when Mark had been invited to join.

He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair. "Breaking down boundaries, that's us! Killers of tradition," he winks at her from across the table and laughs at her suggestion. "It certainly is an art...this sounds like something else I'm gonna need to practice in front of my mirror." He rolls his eyes and smirks. "I'm sure I'll get the hang of it someday. Just no tighty whiteys and David Brent dancing, right?" He shakes his head a little when she puts herself down again. "You're kidding right? You're easily bigger than Katie Coyle. And I'd say you're every bit as much of an artist. People love and appreciate what you do. It's cool that she taught you though. You guys are close, huh? At least that's what I had heard." He chuckles, before ordering desert and grimacing a little inside that his question had meant she had had to mention her ex. He didn't mind hearing about him, but he was sure Nadia would rather not talk about him, much the same as Mark would try to avoid mentioning Layla at all costs. He's glad when she gets back onto music again, and he relaxes, suddenly realising he's spent the past few seconds not breathing through worry. "Yeah, I love it. It just cast this image of a perfect Saturday morning with the sun shining and a record playing. I just loved the imagery, and you know how I love vintage stuff, so the records playing just resonated with me," he says. "I loved the majority of that album actually." He smiles and then laughs nervously again. "Hey, I don't want that, and I'm sure you don't want that either," he teases.

Mark chuckles. "Hey as long as you don't make fun of me it's all good. You keep the laughs in when we're watching Insidious, and I'll turn a blind eye when you bawl at........The Time Traveller's Wife.." he shakes his head as he laughs again, imagining the two sat in tears on a couch with Boots sat there steely faced. "I know what you mean, yeah. You don't wanna be doing something all day then going back to the same." He coughs a little and takes a drink of his water. "Oh yeah, your solo stuff is a lot more than just straight pop. Sorry, I didn't mean to make out it was just pop." He smiles nervously. "You know who else has an absolutely amazing album? Paramore. They brought it this year." He chuckles. "I'm partially paranoid now that your lookalikes are gonna try and trick me. We need a secret hand signal so I know it's really you when we go out," he teases. "You should hire them all for interviews and stuff. Imagine how relaxing that would be!" He smiles as he listens to her talk about GirlSpice - it still seemed a little weird to him that he was sat here just chatting to a member of the biggest pop band ever so casually. He laughs. "The most of it? Come on, I think you've a good few years of looking wonderful left yet, Nads," he says with a little smile, blushing slightly. He thinks back to his early days and being signed to GirlSpice, laughing at how much things had changed in that time. "I know. Can you imagine if I met you then? I can. I think I'd have panicked and stumbled my way through a sentence before turning the same shade of red as Rik Waller on a run," he chuckles. "Amazing how time changes things, huh?"

He narrows his eyes for a second and then laughs hard. "Ye. Yes, I do. It'll be getting some good use soon as well - if we're going on tour I need to practice my power stances in front of the mirror again. I'm getting rusty in my old age," he laughs. "Too right. Beckham. Damn, Nads you have high expectations for me. Your bedroom doesn't have lights, right?" He laughs. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Mark nods. "She is. I agree. But you are as well. You know when you two announced that tour last year and then sauntered off around the world without an American date...I was pissed. Nah but seriously, I think you're both great. It's cool that you're such good friends as well." He thinks for a little second. "How come you fell out?" He smiles when his dessert comes and lifts the spoon, looking all around it. "This is like a game of Kerr Plunk. I feel like if I move the wrong bit it'll all come tumbling down." He smiles and looks over. "Yours looks a lot more manageable than mine. This is the problem with getting more confident. I always make decisions that are far too ambitious....profiteroles...." he shakes his head and sighs before he laughs. "So when can I expect to hear some more of your brand of music? And do I get a preview?" He winks.

Mark laughs a little, but Nadia's puppy dog eyes and pout were clearly going to be his weakness in this relationship, she just looked too cute. "Alright, alright, a little bit," he says with a smile, but you have to stop if I cry," he teases and winks. "I suppose they would, still you know what they say about "assume," right? That's my dad's favourite saying." He shakes his head and smirks. "I think the appeal for most people is that they see some hot alternative girl singing in a rock band. I just think their music is quite cool," he says with a shrug." He chuckles, loving her giggling little laugh, it was so cute. "A secret handshake is the way. Or a secret kiss," he tries to keep a straight face but he cracks up a little. "Sorry, that's just my secret ploy for a kiss. You got me," he jokes, holding his hands up. He smiles over at her. It was funny, other diners in the restaurant had been transfixed on the couple since they walked in, scarcely able to believe they were eating near to a member of GirlSpice and Blood of Wecz, but Mark in his almost innocent naievete was almost unaware of their stares. He smiles and shakes his head. "I'm not being too kind. I just tell the truth, and you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he says as he tries not to blush again. "Gwen Stefani has nothing on you, Nads." He smiles and nods. "You did well, you should be proud of that success. You always make a success of things." He smiles at her as he thinks of all she has achieved and thinking about how awesome she is.

He shakes his head at the mention of the lights. "You English and your fancy contraptions eh? Hey it's not lucky for me, it's lucky for you so you don't need to see my non-Beckham bod....nah I'm just joking, Nads." When she speaks about Katie again, Mark smiles. She and Katie were almost like Scott and Mark in some ways. They had some serious fallings out over the years, but they never spoke about why and they never let it get to them. Everyone needed a friend like that. "Sounds like you both have something really great there," he smiles. "It must be real friendship." He smirks as he looks at the dessert, pouting at Nadia when she laughs at him. "Hey, look out, if they come tumbling down you don't wanna be getting chocolate all over that dress. It looks like it would cost a bomb for dry cleaning," he chuckles before he pokes the spoon in and pretends to cower back. "Phew, it's stable, we're safe, Nads. Someone get me a bib!" He nods as he listens to her and smiles at her promise. "That would be amazing. And sure, I have a few demos I've recorded on my laptop. I'll let you hear them sometime." The fact Nadia was interested in his music made him smile. It was lovely to have someone support him like that.

"I think you found my weakness Nad. I'll need a defence against that. You could make me do anything with that look," he says with a little smile before shaking his head. He loved that they could have this flirty teasing between them. It wasn't something he had in the past with anyone, and it made him feel really close to Nadia. He hold his hands up and laughs when she "susses out" his kiss plan. "Hey, you got me. Guilty as charged." He chuckles. "We can work on that secret kiss after dinner then," he jokes and nudges her playfully. He smirks a little again when she tries to play down her looks. Mark found it cute, but at the same time, he was really attracted to her. He had never been so into someone both emotionally and physically like this, and he hoped Nadia felt at least a little the same as he did. "You're really far too modest Nads," he says, smiling genuinely at her. "I think..honestly..that you're a really beautiful girl. And a great girl as well," he says with a smile, turning a little red. He wanted to say "I really like you" or something less cliché, but fear seemed to grip him and he couldn't even utter the words. When she praises Blood of Wecz, he raises a hand to jokingly dismiss what she said. "Hey I jut jumped on a moving train with that band," he jokes. "I just grabbed those coat tails and rode my way to fame." He smiles. "Than you though. It's been a hard slog getting this far with Scott," he jokes.

Mark laughs at her teasing. "What will they think of next, eh? Boxes that can keep all your food cold? Moving pictures?" He laughs along with her and then sits up when she suggests she has an idea. As he listens, he envisages a Photoshopped version of himself. "Plan!" he chuckles. "Photoshop my head onto a Becks body and you can hold that up in front of me so you aren't disappointed," he teases before smiling when she talks about Katie. "I can tell it means a lot to you. Your little eyes light up when you talk about her," he smirks. "It's really cute. It's always good to have a friend like that. Are you in her wedding then?" He sighs as he looks down at the dessert before he laughs again at her suggestion. "I think we'll get even more looks than we're getting now if you start cleaning me," he says, causing two people at a nearby table to look at their own meals intently. "It'll make for some interesting photos though...lord knows what the internet would say," he teases. He smiles at her when she gives approval to his music. "If you let me take you out again, hey you might get to hear it then," he says with a little wink.