Another thrill went through Zell when he felt Squall return the affection, he had always enjoyed it when Squall touched him. But they were interrupted and all motions stopped as well. Zell could swear their waiter could hear his heart beating. He didn't hear the actual words she said, too caught up in his fantasies, but he heard the tone in Squall's voice and blushed a little deeper. Surely she must know.

"The, ah... w-whatever the special is." Without looking up he slid the menu closer to their waiter and hunched over a little more, trying to hide his blush from her. She must suspect every thought he had. The menu was taken and she may have left in a hurry but Zell didn't look up until a moment after, looking to make sure she was gone.

He gave a sigh and relaxed his posture a little bit. Even after all that, Zell still wanted to continue to touch Squall... but he was convinced she saw everything, suspected every thought! He fidgeted in his seat a little, took a drink of his water, and glanced back at the door that led to the restaurant.

... Okay, so maybe she didn't see much. It was dark out and their angle with the door and the outdoor lights put a lot of shadows under the table. Maybe... maybe she had only seen the look he was giving Squall. That was still quite a lot, though, he knew he couldn't help his open expressions from saying what he was thinking.

It must have been uncomfortable for Squall. He quickly looked back to him. "Sorry... ah, that was my fault."