Lexus
Ten Thousand Club
Laughing Dawson couldn't help but wonder how Isabel would think the shoes she was wearing would be okay in such inclement weather. "You could handle the ice if you wore the appropriate shoes." Following Isabel inside, not loosening his grip on her hand. He longed for the feeling of their hands to be clasped together again and now that he had it he wasn't ready to let go just yet, holding on until the last possible second when they sat down across from one another. Dawson's gaze rested on Bel while he watched her situate herself, unaware that he dazed off as he stared, he came back to reality when he heard her voice.Shrugging slightly Dawson just smiled. "Well I like your hair that way so it looks more than fine to me." When the waitress came over, Dawson ordered a coffee, rubbing his numb hands together for warmth.