7-9: Lana playfully runs off, but she directs you to find her at a nearby restaurant.

You hear Lana playfully run off, just as you open the door, but you see a note that she had left at your door. When you open it and read it, you see that she is telling you to come meet her at one of the restaurants near an intersection. While you're not sure why Lana would do this, you do it anyway. A minute later, you're heading downstairs, and onto the sidewalk, finding the restaurant she wants you to meet her at. It happens to be at a popular deli restaurant, which is bustling with activity. So when you go inside, you see her there, waving to you with a smile, and gesturing for you to come join her as she waits in line to place her order.

"Hi, Eric." Lana smiles to you, her Russian accent making her quite distinguishable from the others. "How's your day, hon?"

"My day is fine, so far," you respond to her, "and how is your day, Lana?"

"My day is going well." Lana tells you. "I can't complain about taking advantage of a day off from everything to go and meet someone, just as a normal person for the day."

"Well, you're here," you tell her, "so you're making the most of that opportunity."

Lana chuckles, and playfully nudges you with her elbow, then both of you order some lunch when you arrive at the counter, slowly making the walk towards the register. A minute later, both of you find a table near the window, and start to exchange some normal chatter, from small talk, to hearing her gossip about spending the Holidays back in Russia, and the funny things they did to ring in the new year.

"...so you and your friends back in Russia went shooting off Roman Candles fireworks when the new year came to St. Petersburg?" You ask her, waiting for her to swallow her latest bite before she answers, nodding beforehand.

"Fireworks laws are not like here in America, Eric." Lana grins a bit. "But we fired them off with the utmost safety. Then we spent the day watching some motorcycle racing in the snow, then a hockey game at night."

"Sounds like a fun way to ring in the new year." You give her a soft smile, then took a bite of your own meal.

"You know, Eric," Lana tells you with a smile, "maybe in the Spring, when you have the chance, you can spend a week in Europe, with me."

"In Russia?" You ask her.

"Not just Russia, hon." She replies. "I have friends living in Poland and Germany, that I want to see in the Spring."

"Hhmm, an interesting thought. I'll keep that in mind." You tell her with a smile.

You finish your meal with Lana, doing some talking with her, and she walks with you, back to your apartment tower.

"You should come to 'Technotag' real soon, Eric." Lana looks to you with a smile. "I've been working on some real good stage and lap dances, that I'll think you'll enjoy."

"Yeah, I'll think about it." You tell her, and then you feel her lips on your temple, as she places a light kiss there.

"Thank you, hon." She pecks your other temple with her lips, then she smiles.