[ hope they've both recovered from their traumatic deaths because it's time for!!!!!
the fabled dinner date. which may or may not lead to bang. wait i remembered our curfew slumber party movie night. this will not lead to bang.
unfortunately if i have to take them to a fancy french restaurant i'll die so i guess it's going to be at a (throws dart) little indian place, because i think white men should suffer some spice, as a treat for me.
their little robot server has come and gone, with wriothesley ordering a (throws second dart) goat curry at a spice level of 1 (because he's feeling spicy) (but that [spoilers] will still kill him). i leave klavier's order in your hands. ]
Can't say I've ever tried something like this before.
[ this ain't no poissonchant pie, that's for sure... ]
[ the gy slumber party/us screening ft. john wick that never happened... tears up. they can bang
AN INDIAN RESTAURANT? YOU'D KILL THESE MEN AGAIN? klavier orders butter chicken and rice only because he's probably had it before and knows it won't kill him. bon appetit. appettit? appetitt? ]
the gesture is surprising enough that his eyebrows raise for a split second, but the boldness of it all has him laughing. sure, why not, he'll lean forward and take a bite directly from the spoon. ]
Not bad. I'll have to get my own plate next time.
[ but does klavier taste as good as the butter chicken? ]
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the fabled dinner date. which may or may not lead to bang. wait i remembered our curfew slumber party movie night. this will not lead to bang.
unfortunately if i have to take them to a fancy french restaurant i'll die so i guess it's going to be at a (throws dart) little indian place, because i think white men should suffer some spice, as a treat for me.
their little robot server has come and gone, with wriothesley ordering a (throws second dart) goat curry at a spice level of 1 (because he's feeling spicy) (but that [spoilers] will still kill him). i leave klavier's order in your hands. ]
Can't say I've ever tried something like this before.
[ this ain't no poissonchant pie, that's for sure... ]
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AN INDIAN RESTAURANT? YOU'D KILL THESE MEN AGAIN? klavier orders butter chicken and rice only because he's probably had it before and knows it won't kill him. bon appetit. appettit? appetitt? ]
Goat, or curry?
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klavier is a wise man for choosing something that probably won't kill him. too bad the meal offerings down in meropide are so limited. ]
Curry. My meals back home are usually a little less....varied.
[ insert long essay about supply chain problems. ]
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Is that a personal decision, or if there something else going on where you live?
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[ where does he live.....? great question. in the meantime, he will stick a spoon into his goat curry. ]
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[ asks outright while he goes ahead and eats! ]
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[ takes a bite of his own curry! immediately launches into a series of coughs. ]
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Wriothesley?
[ WAITS FOR HIM TO STOP... HELP.... pushes his water glass towards him?? ]
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Didn't realize it was going to be so....
[ spicy. ]
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[ this date is going so badly ]
Do you drink milk? That should help dilute the heat. I can ask our server.
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No, no, I'll be [ coughs while waving one hand ] fine. I just [ another cough ] need to get used to it.
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ok. klavier can't help smiling. SORRY. ]
There's no need to act tough, Herr Boxer. I will get some just in case.
[ calls for some milk for the little baby (he also cannot handle spice) ]
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thanks for the milk though, wriothesley aka herr boxer will take a healthy gulp whenever it arrives. ]
I'm trying to put on a good [ first? second? whatever ] impression for you. [ this is clearly a joke. ]
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klavier laughs. ]
I appreciate it, but there's no need. You made your good impression some time back.
[ he takes a spoonful of butter chicken and rice and holds it out for him. ]
Here. This doesn't taste hot and has plenty of flavor.
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the gesture is surprising enough that his eyebrows raise for a split second, but the boldness of it all has him laughing. sure, why not, he'll lean forward and take a bite directly from the spoon. ]
Not bad. I'll have to get my own plate next time.
[ but does klavier taste as good as the butter chicken? ]
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klavier takes back his spoon and slides his butter chicken towards the center of the table. ]
If you're not feeling adventurous after that, we can split this. More room for dessert, if this date goes well enough.
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Are you the dessert?
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