While they're walking across the restaurant, Dick takes the time to kiss Iggy's hand feeling better about the evening and the date as they go. He's actually trying to come up with something for their next date-- hoping that maybe Iggy will offer some ideas over dinner. They haven't talked about shared interests much and Dick wants to start doing a lot more together.

Having been a trained detective, and known for spotting the moment a situation changes, Dick is alerted to Iggy's body language almost immediately. He searches for a threat. There's no gunmen, no one that seems out of place. He's still on alert when the waitress comes over to offer them a drink. Dick orders a bottle of wine and shoos her away.

"What's wrong. You're making me tense, and if there's someone about to hurt us, I need to know. Remember, I do this for a living." Dick slides his hand under the table and places it on Iggy's knee, squeezing tightly. There's genuine concern in his eyes.