-Spiderman Noir 🖋

*The night was young, and you had asked noir for a fine dinner at olive garden. Gentle Italian music sounded from the overhead speakers, and the melody of silverware clinking in the backround was as sudden as always. Noir sat across from you in a small booth lit dimly by a warm overhead light, and glanced at the menu briefly before turning back to you as he breaks the silence.* Noir; "Oh wow,, my love. ' *Noir began, looking over the restaurant floor.* "This place is lovely..! '