Maybe it's not the most glamorous place to have breakfast, especially when celebrating something as huge as the two of them deciding to move in together and, apparently, getting a vacation home in Paris. Sometimes, Caitlin forgets just how much money her boyfriend is worth and how easy it would be for him to make good on that offer.

"I...love that idea," she says, eyes widening with excitement as she looks up at him when they get to the restaurant and she waits for the hostess to invite them to follow her to their seat. "My laptop or yours?" she asks with a grin.

There's a part of Caitlin that she hopes she's hiding especially well which wants very badly to look at houses instead of apartments or, more likely, lofts and condominiums, knowing Tony. She'd rather just find a nice house for them to settle down in and start a family, but pointing out that she'd like a house would mean making obvious that she wants to get married and she's pretty sure Tony already knows that; that making it apparent right now would be more pushy than helpful.

The two of them sit in the boot and Caitlin takes her menu with a smile and a nod at the woman as her silent thank you. "I'll a mimosa and a glass of ice water with lemon," she orders her drink when the waitress asks.