"Mr. Carlile! What a pleasant surprise!" the tattooed man gushes as he stands before us.

"Please, Oliver, can't you see I am on a date?" Austin asks with a forced smile.

"Are you now?" the man, Oliver asks, turning to face me.

"Hello there, I don't believe that we've been formally introduced. I'm Oliver Sykes, but feel free to call me Oli." the man smiles, holding out his hand.

I shake his hand politely and turn to Austin, "Ah, how do you to know each other?"

"Business." Austin mumbles, twirling his straw around in his drink.

"Very specific business if you will, Austin is a very good client of mine." Oliver chuckles.

I nod my head pretending to understand, this man with the same amount of tattoos as Austin and a heavy British accent is a business man?

"May I ask what kind of business you do?" I question.

"Ah, I don't think that you'd be interested with it." Oliver says, waving the question off.

"Oh, alright." I say with a forced smile.

"I should be going to find my table now, my date would not be appreciable if I were to be late." his laughs and Austin joins him.

I watch Oliver walk away from our table before turning to face Austin.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"I'm not sure but I think we should go because I don't like the look of his date." Austin mumbles.

I look over in the direction Austin is glaring at and sure enough Perrie is sitting with him, a smug look crossing her face.

"Ah, Brendan!" Oliver calls out, "Don't worry about that lovely couple's bill, I'll be paying it."

"No, Oli, I've got it covered." Austin says stubbornly.

"No, no, it's on me. Free of charge." Oliver laughs and I automatically decide that I don't like him.

Austin stands up and I fear that he is going to confront Oliver but instead he holds out his hand and we walk out of the restaurant. I can swear that I heard Perrie laugh.