Like you have a choice?

You sigh and smile in a defeated way. "All right, Shayera. You talked me into it." You pull your arm slowly out of her embrace, and take her hand as she leads you to the teleporting station again. She set coordinates for a fancy restaurant in Paris, France.

After you step onto the pad, you definitely hear the sounds of the machine powering up. But as the technicians maintained power, there was a gentle spike as you and Shayera vanished from sight. A few more sparks than before shot up and out from the pad.

They examined it thoroughly, but couldn't figure out what was wrong...

You and Hawkgirl, though were enjoying having a window seat to yourselves. The Eiffel Tower, even from a distance, went very nicely with the whole scenery. But at the moment, you and she smirk at each other and when you engaged at playing 'footsies' under the table, she raised her eyebrow and briefly lost her smile. 'What are you doing?' her eyes seemed to say. You pull your foot away, but then she tapped your foot with hers.

Her smirk came back and you mirrored her face. Now, while you wait for your dinner, you both circle each other's foot. "If you're trying to get inside my shoe," she mused, "you're going about it wrong. And I won't let you."

"It's just a game," you tell her. "Not to mention my means of affection." A thought crossed your mind as you retracted your foot. To Hawkgirl, you seemed dismayed.

"What is it?" she asked. You looked at her, and your eyes seemed to quiver in the dim light of the sunset.

"Do you believe in destiny? That you're meant to be with someone." She was a bit taken aback at your question, but only for a moment.

"Some people believe in it, sometimes so strongly that they refuse to believe anyone or anything else..." She trailed off, for she was drawing from her own experiences, with Carter Hall, formerly known as Joseph Gardner and now Hawkman. But she also remembered, grimly, that people like Batman don't put stock into that belief. But she snapped back to you and asked, "Why?"

"Who do you think you'll be with someday?" You were intrigued, but by that time, the waiter brought both of your meals.

You both thanked him in French, and away he went.

Shayera stayed pretty quiet for the rest of dinner, and you thought you pushed a wrong button or something, so you kept your yap shut, too. After, you suggested that since it was getting dark, you could climb up to the top of the tower and look down at the City of Lights.