"Not even when you're having the worst week of your entire life? Surely you've had those moments of temptation before." he laughs, "Needless to say, I prefer to kill my feelings with alcohol" he smiles and nods, "Good, you catch on quick!" he laughs a little, "Serial killer? Nah, I've only killed once." he laughs again, "I tend to prefer simple food, I often still eat the same sort of crap I ate as a child. I do like Mexican, Spanish and Italian food though, I'll settle for a very boring pasta salad." he looks at her, "So, why don't you tell me your story?"

"You're not all bad, I guess." he nods, "I'm pretty sure they do burgers and fries, it's not like they're a rare food." he looks at her and shrugs his shoulders, "Good thing you're not the one that's gonna be eating it then, ain't it?" he smirks then frowns a little "You keep implying that you're boring or that you aren't interesting, yet I'm still here." he smiles, "Come on, tell me about yourself. Where did you grow up? What would be your perfect day? What are your saddest and happiest memories? It's really not that difficult" he smiles again, the waitress walks over and he orders their meals.

"Oh yeah, It get's pretty personal!" he laughs a little, the waitress returns with their food and as she places the food down on the table and leaves they continue their conversation. "Let's see, I grew up in Orlando, Florida. I'm an only child, my parents divorced when I was eight years old. I moved to Brooklyn when I was 17. My perfect day would involve snowboarding in the afternoon and either performing live throughout the night or watching my favourite bands perform." he moves a little uncomfortably in seat, "My saddest memory would be the day my mother died." he clears his throat and takes a drink from the complimentary glass of water he received with his meal, "My happiest memory would be the first time I ever performed onstage, I was 14 and I was petrified. Now it ain't so bad though." he laughs slightly.

"It is cold!" he laughs, "Nah, it's great. It's as to flying as you can get, without actually flying, of course." Alex gives a slight nod of appreciation when she says she's sorry about his mother, he didn't ever like talking about it though and so he was relieved when the subject moved on once more, "Ahh, it's really something! Definitely the biggest thrill I've ever had." he looks at her and smiles, "So, you're a secretly a singer too?." he shakes his head, "Nah, you don't need as much confidence as it may seem." he smiles at her once more, "The majority of people like myself are just so self-obsessed and mentally f*cked up that performing in front of a crowd is the only thing that can make us truly feel something inside." He continues to eat his food.

"You should go for it! Take the risk!" he exclaims enthusiastically, "Ahh, you're a shower singer? It's not easy my friend, the acoustics in the bathroom make it very difficult to control your tone and volume. Only the best singers can be shower singers." he laughs a little, "Well I think we need to pick you up a little. Take you out of your comfort zone, perhaps." he smiles, "Yeah, the food is alright! ... shame about the company." he says playfully with a smirk.

Alex nods along, "Well, you do realize that you're gonna have to sing for me at some point, right? You don't really have a choice." he smiles and finishes up eating his food, "Nah, I'm trying my very best to tolerate you, It's not easy. I figured you wouldn't have any friends, you know, pretty and quirky are the traits of a loner" he laughs a little. He looks at her and smiles, "Come on, finish up! We can find something else to do now!"

Honor makes her way into the sushi place, dressed in some very interesting attire. She had on some bright colorful skinny jeans and a cute t shirt with a penguin on it. When she saw Erica, she smiled a little. "My favorite non American!" Her voice was loud and she seemed to disturb the calmness of the place but that was Honor, disturbing people everywhere she went. "Are you preparing for a nuclear war or what?" She said, directing her attention at her food.

"Do you have the munchies or are you pregnant?" She laughs and sits down in front of her. "Thank you, isn't is cute? I got it on sale too. Black Friday and all that. Imagine me, out there with those crazy people just to get a shirt." Honor decides to order herself some tea and sushi as well. "Sooooooooooo, how are things?"

"Nobody messed with Honor Wynter. I would have gladly killed for this shirt." She laughs. "Really? I can tell you and Kai are such great friends. I think everyone is blowing this out of proportion. Yes, we did some things but I don't see how that's anyone but me and Kai's business. I mean, yes I told you but everyone else is trying to use it against us. This might sound slutty but I'm not ashamed or shy. I just prefer to keep my business to myself. I wish he wouldn't have started talking shit on Twitter. But now people want to add their two cents, which it is Twitter so they can but I hate when people unfollow you and yet still stay up to date with your life. Sad much?" She of course was annoyed at the situation but what could she do? It was a messy world out there. People talked and had no respect for privacy.

"We could burn them and bury them in the swamps. No, they'd resurface right? Maybe but them in concrete THEN let them sink." Honor laughs and then shrugs a little. "I'm not mad at you, I'm more mad at people like...that wack ass female rapper wannabe. Fuck knows where she gets off trying to start stuff. She's so annoying. She'll start talking shit and then try to apologize and be like, 'I'm focusing on my music' no bitch, you're focusing on drama. But yeah, call me crazy but I don't regret what we did. At the moment, he wasn't an asshole." She sighs. "God knows why I still talk to him. It's only going to cause problems in the future." She smiles at her. "Don't get all innocent kid on me, I forgive you. Hell, I probably would have done the same to you. Women are crazy when anger/annoyed."