You and Mia continue the non-sexual talk at the restaurant.

Finding a good place to eat, you and Mia take the time to continue the non-sexual talk in between bites. At first, it was to continue the talk that was started when she entered your apartment. Then it turned into your standard gossip while you and Mia were heading to the restaurant. After awhile, when both of you had finished eating, she steers the conversation into learning more about your background, while you learn more about hers; something neither of you had found much time for at the club. Slowly, Mia learns of your mixed heritage--with your father of Mexican heritage, and his trade in working on vehicles; and your mother's Filipina heritage, mixed in with her love for art. After that, she learned of you moving from Arizona, to California, first staying at a friend's apartment while you settled in, and landed the job at "Angels & Demons Customs", before getting some family help to find your own place to live in. In turn, you hear more about her father's Italian heritage, and her mother's Thai heritage; about the tragedy that resulted in her parents' passing, the hard work her brother had put in to help her adjust to pretty much life on her own, and how she found a sense of belonging not just in dancing, but in the growing cosplay industry.

"Eric," Mia looks to you, "I need to ask you a few things, and please be honest with me."

"Alright, Mia," you respond, "ask away."

"Well, Eric," Mia asks you, "you know everyone at 'The Silken Web', including me, Abbie, & Chrissy. What I want to know is, do you go to other strip clubs, see other dancers?"

"I have." You respond to her. "When I first started working at the shop, one of the clients was a former dancer, who was now doing normal modeling, as well as being a mother and a wife. In her dancing days, she danced at four different clubs, including 'Silken Web'. That was how I discovered them in the first place. As for other dancers, I have spent some time with other dancers, of all kinds of backgrounds, all body shapes and sizes, and all kinds of dancing styles."

"I see." Mia nodded, taking a sip of water. "Have you had sex with any of them?"

"Only a few others," you respond, "which is a small fraction of the overall pool."

"Eric," Mia looked to you, gesturing for you to come to the other side of the table, and sit next to her. "The reason I've asked, is because of my feelings about you. When I went on my comic con adventures, I couldn't help but run through that night I danced for you twice, then shared in that hot & steamy sex with you. There were days when I had to find ways to push that scene to the back of my head, just so that I could stay friendly with cosplay fans, professional photographers, and the comic con staff. There were a few nights where I wondered if Abbie or Chrissy were trying to sleep in your bed, with you." She paused to take a sip of water. "When I went to spend the holidays in Thailand, I dreamed about us, together at the beach, watching the sun set and the waves crash, and me grinding my bikini-clad body against you. Then I thought about what you were doing, wondering if there were other dancers you were seeing, and all that."

"What are you trying to imply, Mia?" You ask her.

"Eric," Mia takes a hold of your hand as she speaks and stares into your eyes, "I do understand your love for variety, and that I've had no problems hearing or seeing you spend your club nights with other dancers, while I'm busy entertaining other clients. You see, these last few nights, while you were busy doing your thing, I've been finding it difficult sometimes to do my dancing without you at the club. Everyone at 'The Silken Web' misses you, Eric. I hope you can visit again soon, when you have the chance, so that you can at least see us dance on stage, if you can't find a time slot for me to dance for you again."

"I will do my best to return there soon, if not tonight." You tell her.

"Ooohh, thank you, Eric." Mia smiles, then she pecks your cheek with her lips. After that, you wrap it up at the restaurant, and then walk with her to her car. An exchange of goodbyes followed, then you watched her leave, before you returned home.