"I was going to suggest just that," he admits and that smile is devastating now. He hadn't pulled out his charm for this meeting, hadn't tapped into the true depth of his skills because they had Things to discuss. But right now, with his walls so far down he can hardly see them and his limbs loose with the released tension of a lifetime of searching finally over, it's not so much a conscious choice as it is Alejandro getting to see the man behind the suit.

He pushes himself up onto his feet.

"Let me get the menus. Guest chooses."

And he heads out of the room to his office to get the menus. And perhaps, just to breathe a little.