[Cisco was a charmer, certainly, but a helpful one. Dorian the Archivist was quickly falling in love with the technology of his world, and it's ability to catalog, not that it had much of an effect of Dorian's own system of organization...which amounted to "this stick is comprised of tomes I've yet to read", but there was no one about to judge him at the moment, and he was perfectly fine with that.

When he received the text from Cisco suggesting he had something new to show him, he was hesitant until the younger man had mentioned the venue. It was a nice place and promised something from the vine that would satisfy his tastes. His homeland, after all, was known for its vineyards and vintages worldwide, nevermind the rest of their reputation. Dorian had high standards when it came to wine.

He hadn't intended to be early, but he'd just left work, his work clothes were sufficient for a restaurant of this caliber, and besides seeking a glass of wine, the mage was hungry, and he could justify idling about on the sidewalk. He raised an eyebrow as he closed the distance between himself and Cisco, noting the slight hesitance in his voice.]

"Already"? So it's that I'm early, is it? Does this exciting new thing require some bit of synchronicity, then? Shall I step away for a moment?