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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ the time has come for the VALENTINE'S DAY event! is currently skipping every which-way in his white and red outfit, wearing pants just like rob requested. ... well, they're shorts, but it was better than a skirt, right?

nonetheless he moves about quickly, greeting and seating people as they come along. everything is practically covered in red, pink, and white hearts, streamers, balloons and flowers all tastefully designed and hung up in a very orderly (but not overpowering) manner. the small, circular tables are set up everywhere, leaving enough space for people to have their privacy. said tables are covered in lacy white tablecloths, a single white, pink, or red rose residing in the middle inside a simple white vase. oh, and the chairs sort of look like this. cute, aren't they?

in short, valentine's day must have thrown up inside the mansion, but at least it didn't look too ridiculous or cluttered. ]

Comments

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Good. Did you order?

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Oh, you didn't know? I own this restaurant. [ stands back from the table, pulling out a chair. motions with a hand for rob to sit. ] I'll be your chef for the evening.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ sits, looking vaguely amused. ]

My chef, waiter, and company?

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[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ looks sort of proud, in a nose-in-the-air sort of way. ]

What can I say, I guess I'm just that great.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ smirks, leaning down slightly from behind the chair to raise an eyebrow over at rob. ]

Good choice, choosing me over some other guy. You have good taste.

[ doesn't wait around to see/hear a response, disappearing into the kitchen. ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ --responds anyway because it was at the tip of his tongue even before riku had completely disappeared. ]

. . . flattery won't increase your tip.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ & since he picks up on some of it, he can't help but laugh.

wanders back after a minute, setting down the plates. it looks like some kind of fancy pasta dish, but he places it in front of rob nonchalantly, like it's no big deal. ]

It's okay, I don't need one. You being here is enough for me already.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ looks pretty pleased right now! he was hungry. but looks up at riku. ]

Are we sharing?

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ quirks an eyebrow upward, amused by this. ]

Only if you want to.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ . . . no second dish. puts the dish closer to the center & motions at the chair across from him. ]

We'll share.

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[advantaged.livejournal.com]

But you were starving just a little while ago, Rob.

[ sits anyway, though jumps up a moment later. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ veers off elsewhere for a second, then comes back with... candles. swiftly puts them on the tablet, situates them, then lights them. sits back down and continues, as if nothing happened. ]

I thought you could finish it all off for me.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

I can't. And I don't like wasting food.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Who said anything about wasting food? I'll just give it to someone else if there's leftovers.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ have one of his looks. ]

Charity doesn't accept food that will go bad in two days.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ have one of his amused looks. ]

But a human vacuum will.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Don't treat them like dogs.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

My friend back at home is like a little puppy. Does that count?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Friends are human too.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Aw, but he's so cute. I like giving him treats.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

A chocolate bar will suffice.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding me? He'd inhale that in five seconds.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

But it's not leftovers.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Oh, you don't know this kid, Rob. He would eat this whole plate of pasta by himself.

[ which he starts serving, by the way. here, have some pasta on your plate, rob. ]

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[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ picks up his fork to push the pasta around a bit before taking a bite. whatever he wanted to say in response pauses in his throat. takes another bite -- happy rob is happy. ]