(Pocketing the bike, Dante strolled along towards private little spot, nodding towards the comfortable space. It was romantic, in a way, with the log beneath the shade to look out towards the ocean and the horizon behind it. Opportunities to enjoy moments like these are rare, and he can't help being a little suspicious at first. With Angel, he takes a breath and a seat right next to him.)

This place is beautiful. I wanted to take Lady somewhere like this. Did I ever tell you about the Hell in our world? Full of vicious and aggressive bastards. Very few exceptions. The chance to relax and enjoy a place like this didn't really come up. She'd love it...

(Dante shakes his head.)

...You brought someone here once before?