[Blaine]

The hand was merely to get him to go into the diner, it meant hardly anything more and really couldn't understand the reason for his red face. Well..he could, not from his hand. Taht was...a little strange. "Yes." He spoke, seeing Fran affixed to Basch in her knowing stare, sighing a bit as he was well aware that she knew something if not everything already. Intuitive little shit...

"After you ladies left to do whatever it was you did~" He winked at Penelo and gave a suave smile. "Basch, Vaan and I simply had a few drinks around the bar. Before we could do really anything, Vaan had gone way past the point of all recognition...small kid really can't hold his alcohol. So, Basch, being the samaritian he was, took the boy somewhere safe (whether he stayed there, we shall never know) and then I accompanied him for a few more rounds. Good time, you know." He gave a nod as the waitress came by. He ordered something healthy and rather unfilling when one got right down to it, but was very hasty in his request for tea. As long as he had his tea, he was fine no matter what he ate.

Looking to Basch again who chose to sit beside him, oddly enough, he nudged him in the arm and pointed up to the woman. "Order now Basch, you're turn." Needing only to say those words, he moved to Fran and Penelo with a complacent grin. "So, lovely ladies, what is it that you did, hm?"