Go to the Italian restaurant.

"There is not a very big selection of restaurants in this town," Marlissa said.

"And most of them are probably closed since we checked in at the hotel pretty late," Ryan surmised.

"I saw an ad for an Italian restaurant," Marlissa said. "I think it will be very romantic."

"I thought you are a demon of lust?" Ryan joked at the thought that a succubus would be interest in romance.

"I have other feelings," Marlissa replied with a look of hurt on her beautiful face.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, I was just teasing you." Ryan took her into his arms and kissed her. "The Italian restaurant would be very romantic for our first night as 'husband and wife.'"

Marlissa cheered up when he called her "sweetie."

"I love Italian cuisine," Marlissa said. "I spent many decades in Italian city-states."

"You speak Italian?" Ryan queried, making a mental note to record the history Marlissa's past summons.

"I speak all human languages and dialects fluently," Marlissa said with a smirk.

"Then you can order for us tonight!" Ryan said as he put on a fresh set of clothes. Marlissa slipped into her floral dress and high heels, making her about an inch shorter than Ryan's 6'3" height.