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Jaina grins as she walks over to him, dressed in pants and a sleeveless tunic instead of her normal flightsuit. "Hey Nathan."

Yeah he'd been worried about whether or not she had normal clothes, but this was quite close. She looked great, but he doesn't acknowledge any of that if she can help it.

"Ready?"

And he hands her a small daisy.

Well, it's the closest she has.

"Yeah. It'll be great to see more of Earth than just an island." She takes the flower, looking at it curiously. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Sorry, wanted you to keep believing I was a gentleman." He offers his arm and opens the door. They step into a large foyer of a very large house. But maybe Jaina's used to even grander things. He doesn't really know.

"Nathan? Is that you honey?" A pretty blonde woman, his mother, walks into the foyer. "Oh...a lady friend." And she smiles brightly, seeming almost too happy to be seeing this. "Hi. Deb Scott, and you are?"

Jaina accepts his arm and walks with him through the door. She looks around the foyer, and smiles politely at the woman who enters. Must be Nathan's mother.

"I'm Jaina Solo. It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Scott."

"And she's a polite one. She looks nice Nathan. You sure you deserve that?" A man's voice appears, with a man as well. A tall and rather imposing man. And not a nice one. Jaina's force skills may pick-up on that.

"Dad, this is Jaina." Nathan doesn't even look the slightest bit happy about this whole conversation. "And we're going out to dinner tonight so I'm going to call somewhere and use the ever honored Scott name to get us in. Anything else you'd like, dad?" The last word is almost filled with hatred.

Jaina places an arm on Nathan's shoulder and sends calming thoughts through the Force that someone not Force sensitive should still be able to pick up on.

She nods in the direction of Mr. Scott, using all the skills she picked up from years of diplomatic gatherings due to her mother's job. "It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Scott."

Nathan grins to himself at her demeanor. "Right. We're going to my room."

And neither parent would stop them either. Jaina may or may not think that's odd. He takes her hand as they head upstairs, to a very large room in the very large house. He plops down on the bed, grabbing a phonebook out of his drawer. "So let's find you something fancy and good."

She stands, studying his room. For a moment, she's homesick for her room at the old Jedi Academy. "It's a nice room. Looks very lived in."

She looks at the book. "Wouldn't it just be easier to find a datachip rather than that book?"

"We don't really have those. Though...I could look online. You'll probably laugh at our technology." He drops the book and goes over to his computer, booting it up. It's cutting edge for his own time though.

She chuckles and walks over to the computer, watching it as the monitor flickers on. "At least you have some form of computer technology."

"Don't laugh." He says, laughing himself. He connects to the net (high speed of course) and pulls up a restaurant guide for the area and then stands up, letting her sit. "Just pick one that sounds cool to you."

Jaina takes a seat, looking at the computer screen. She grins to herself when she realizes that reading the strange letters is getting easier and easier. Still, the restaurant names sound foreign to her.

"Maybe you should pick?"

"Well..." It's hard to decide since he doesn't know what she's used to. Her food is probably completely unlike any they had there.

"Maybe I should take you to a french restaurant...but we might have to get you a dress."

"A French restaurant? Why would I need a dress?"

"Because it's fancy. Mom spent a lot of money on her breasts so there's more up there than you have. I don't mean...I mean yours are great...um...but yes. Dress. Let's run by the mall."

There is blushing.

And there might be a slight blush on Jaina's face too. "Oh, well...thanks. We could just go someplace simple. I don't care. It's not Milliways. That's what's important."

"I want to take you somewhere awesome. Treat you how you deserve to be treated. Give you the best you you start to expect the best instead of settling for what you do. Come on."

He takes her hand again. "Let's go."

She rolls her eyes slightly. "Nathan, I'm not a princess. I'm just another soldier. I have no problem with settling."

Shrugging, she stands up from chair. "Lead the way."

"Hey. I want to show you what you deserve. No more arguing with me about it the rest of the night, deal?"

He keeps hold of her hand, mostly so his parents won't ask questions. And his dad calls out to him but he just ignores it, grabbing his eyes on the way out the door. He hits the unlock button as they head into a large garage more than a few cars. The lights on a silver porsche flash and he opens the passenger side door for her. "My lady."

Jaina bites down on her lip as she moves away from Nathan to study the car. She runs her hand over the surface, looking at it appraisingly.

"It's on the ground," she states, as if confused by that. "Doesn't it have repulsorlifts?"

He laughs. "No. It's a car. We don't have flying machines. Well we have big ones like airplanes. Big to us at least...just...it stays on the ground." He leans over, putting her seatbelt on her.

"I can do that." Her head darts around the inside of the car. "It looks different from the crafts I'm used to back home. Think I could take her apart later?"

"No. You cannot take apart my porsche, but I do have an older car," he nods towards the car he and Haley had, "that I'll let you experiment with sometime."

He gets in the car himself and turns on the engine. It's a pretty sounding engine...at least to him.

She looks behind her at the other car. "Fine by me.

"It sounds nice," she adds in, referring to the Porsche.