Charleston Restaurant, Baltimore, MD [Friday night]

It had been a really tough few months and they'd managed to blow past their anniversary because of plane crashes, organ transplants, and medical discharges. Now that they were allowed to eat mostly normally (the wine was still a no-no as their livers regrew), Steve booked a reservation, swallowed hard at the prices, and actually put on a suit.

Well, not the tie, but the suit.

"Is this too fancy?" he asked Danny in an undertone.