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Totally not a date.
Who: Elsa and Lea (closed)
When: Just after this thread
Where: The restaurant in Haven
What: Catching up and getting something to eat
Warnings: Probably none, unless you count excessive levels of adorkable
The restaurant wasn't especially fancy but it was nice. Casual, family style dining, one would probably call it. Some kind of light jazz or similar music played quietly over the PA in the background, enough to provide atmosphere, but not really enough to be especially noticeable unless one was paying attention to it.
And Lea was currently not paying attention to it. No, his attention was divided between the menu- that spicy chicken thing looked good, but then there was that burger- and the woman sitting across from him. Right now, Elsa was winning out. They'd been seated in a corner booth, with a window to one side of them, looking out on the street outside. "So...", Lea asked her. "What do you think looks good?"
When: Just after this thread
Where: The restaurant in Haven
What: Catching up and getting something to eat
Warnings: Probably none, unless you count excessive levels of adorkable
The restaurant wasn't especially fancy but it was nice. Casual, family style dining, one would probably call it. Some kind of light jazz or similar music played quietly over the PA in the background, enough to provide atmosphere, but not really enough to be especially noticeable unless one was paying attention to it.
And Lea was currently not paying attention to it. No, his attention was divided between the menu- that spicy chicken thing looked good, but then there was that burger- and the woman sitting across from him. Right now, Elsa was winning out. They'd been seated in a corner booth, with a window to one side of them, looking out on the street outside. "So...", Lea asked her. "What do you think looks good?"
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"I haven't heard of any of these things in my entire life." Setting down her menu, she looks...rather perplexed. Almost apologetic. Hiding her hands and simply leaning over to peruse the jumbles of words again, she's almost ready to call it quits and settle with just tea.
"I'm not sure I'm all that hungry, to be terribly honest." And by honest she means modest.
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At the comment about not being hungry, though he gives her a bit of a questioning look. "You sure?", he asked. "Because getting dragged through time and space a second time sure gave me an appetite."
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"Most....vegetables, cheeses. They don't really bother me much." What the heck was a mingon?
"Fish and dairies, um....most biscuits too?" But spicy actually sounded...good. Albeit she'd never really had a taste for it, she wasn't presented with different spices very often.
"I've never really experimented with spices." she murmurs, still looking it over.
"Not if it's too much trouble." MODESTY.
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"Anyway, hmmm...", he said, scanning through the menu trying to match her descriptions to particular dishes. "Well, there's the grilled talapia, maybe? That's a kind of fish, and you get a choice of two different side dishes with it, plus a dinner roll. The side dishes are listed at the bottom of the third page there, by the way. There's vegetables, potatoes, rice, or you could even get a cup of soup, if you wanted."
"If you feel like mixing things up a bit and having breakfast in the middle of the day," he said, "it's hard to go wrong with pancakes. You can get them topped with a few different kinds of fruit, with eggs and either bacon or sausage on the side."
"And if you're interested in being a bit more adventurous," he said, "I was thinking of getting this spicy chicken sandwich here." He paused a moment, considering. "Though that might be a bit too spicy if you're not used to a lot of spices. Hmm..."