Kara laughed a little and nodded. "Might be useful," she said. "Not for me to talk but just... might be better."

"I understand." Mark said easily, gesturing for her to take off. "But I can't say this enough. You're stunning."

Kara laughed a little, shaking her head. "Thanks," she said quietly. She drove them to a bar not too far away and parked, getting out and stretching a little.

Mark smiled and took her head walking in with her easily. He let go though once they were inside. "Bar or table?" He asked easily.

Kara glanced around, considering. "I'm good with a table, are you?" she asked softly.

"Oh yeah, table sounds great." He said, sitting down at a small booth at the side. The first drink he ordered was a beer, just to start things off for him.

Kara ordered a martini, dry with a twist. She smiled a bit at the waitress, then turned her attention to Mark.

"So, rough day at mom's?" He asked sympathetically. He had a feeling he knew how she felt.

Kara laughed a bit. "It's always a rough day with my mother," she said. "And this was just dinner." She shook her head a little.

Mark readjusted himself to face her a bit more. "I hear you." He said softly. "So what happened?"

Kara shrugged a little bit. "It's nothing like... major," she said. "It's just we do not get along at all. Leave us alone in a room for five minutes and we're at each other's throats. And she rarely ever actually does anything. She just has this way of talking to you that belittles you and makes you feel like crap for no reason..."

"One of those people." Mark said softly. "What bugged you this time though? There's got to be the buttons that she keeps pushing."

Kara sighed a little, looking at him. "Well... there was a comment about work," she said. "She can never call it an inn... and she never admits I run the place... And something about never being able to find a man..." She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Mark sighed a bit and shook his head. "I'm sorry." He said softly. "I know what that's like alright. I be our mothers would get along too well."

Kara laughed a little. "I doubt that," she said. "Sorry but... from what you've told me of your family, my mother wouldn't condescend to come down from on high to meet her."