"I should...take you somewhere nice to eat," Beast decided, placing his other paw over Belle's hand, then letting both his hands fall. But his face went taut almost as fast as he had the thought to take her somewhere. He had no idea what the nice restaurants in the city were, much less how to find them.

"...I'll have Lumiere pick a restaurant for us when we get back." He hoped that would save face, but he noticed how much more cheerful he sounded. That first dinner with Belle had gone well, he thought, and maybe another try wouldn't hurt.

As long as...he remembered that Belle didn't know anything of what had happened here. The thought wasn't one he could keep from darkening his expression, brief though it may have been.