#1 Eloquent - Cherry cigarette - Sanji/Sakura
Hello everyone! I'm new to this comm I seem to be a bit of a challenge whore and it seems really fun, so I decided to give it a shot. Hope you enjoy!
Title: Cherry cigarette
Author/Artist: dawnangel14
Claim: Sanji x Sakura Haruno
Theme: #01 - Eloquent
Theme Set: #4 - Romance
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU and insults, courtesy of our lovely cook.
Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Oda and Naruto belongs to Kishimoto, but I have... a cup of tea?
"Sakura? Earth to Sakura!"
The young woman looked up and saw her beautiful blonde friend, Ino Yamanaka, staring at her as if she had committed a horrible crime. And to her, she had. She wasn't listening.
"Oh, sorry Ino." the pinkette excused herself. "What were you saying?"
"As I was saying, billboard brow." taunted Ino, mad about her lack of attention. "I won't be coming home tonight for dinner. I'm going out with Sai."
"Oh, I see..." Sakura Haruno stood up from her bed and crossed the room to look for her phone.
"What are you doing?"
"Texting Hinata. She might actually care, Ino-pig!" replied Sakura with an evil smirk.
Yep, she seemed normal again. Because of that, she didn't insult back her best friend and roommate.
"Yeah, whatever. Just make sure not to starve to death or anything, ok?"
"I won't, I'm not stupid."
"Oh, don't make me answer that, don't temp me." smirked the blonde. "Hey, do you think this purple blouse is ok?"
"It looks fine, but depends with what you combine it with..."
"Figures." she threw the blouse back to the closet and continued searching. "You should go out. There's a cute restaurant not far away from here, I went the other day with Shikamaru and Chouji. They serve really good stuff."
"Hm, maybe I'll call Hinata or Naruto and go." decided Sakura optimistically. "Where are you two going, by the way?"
"I don't know, some art exhibition." mentioned Ino, rolling her eyes. "I swear, Sai's a sweetheart but some of his art is just... bizarre."
Sakura chuckled and approved the comment. Sai's art was beautiful, but some was traumatizing for small children.
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"Ah, it feels so right to be on this date with Sakura..." sighed Naruto, looking incredibly happy and positive about it.
Sakura punched him for the fourth time in half an hour. That had to be a new record.
"You wish, Naruto! Sakura and I are on a date, our youth flame is burning, it's plain obvious!" replied Lee with enthusiasm.
She started to regret asking those two to have some dinner with her.
But what could she do? With Hinata filled with work and Tenten busy with her wedding plans, the only other true friends she had were Naruto and Lee. Of course, there were Ino's childhood friends, Chouji Akimichi and Shikamaru Nara, but they weren't available. Chouji was sick due to food poisoning -which she didn't find odd at all- while Shikamaru simply said he was too tired and it would be a drag to go out just for dinner, so he bluntly rejected her.
And so, here she was. In front of the Baratie restaurant.
Now, Ino hadn't mentioned this place was so nice, and now Sakura was wondering if she could actually afford eating in such a place. It wasn't big or anything, but still it looked elegant and fancy on the outside, and she could only imagine what it must look on the inside. She looked down at her simple red shirt and white skirt and wondered if she would look like a peasant in such a place. At least she had heels. She hoped that would be elegant enough.
She wasn't wrong, inside the place was fancy and elegant. It was crowded, but some tables were empty, so there would be no problem about that... although she had, being the smart woman she was, gotten them reservations beforehand. There were various chandeliers that provided illumination to the place and a soft piano was being played on the small scenario not very far away from the entrance. The pianist was a beautiful woman with blue eyes and dark hair, and she provided the place with the smooth touch it needed to make it just perfect. It was a nice restaurant.
"Welcome to the Baratie." greeted an enormous man with an apron at the entrance. "Do you happen to have reservations?"
"Yes, I'm Sakura Haruno." responded Sakura and the man proceeded to check his list.
"And I'm Naruto Uzumaki!" added the blonde.
"Nobody cares." commented his female friend, much to his disappointment.
"Ah!" the guy seemed to finally spot her name and crossed it out with a blue pen. "Right, Miss Sakura, a lovely new client who reserved a table for three. Please follow me."
The man guided them to their table and left them there. Naruto sat in the middle, Lee sat facing Sakura. He winked at her, but she just looked away, bored, to check out the place. She returned to reality only five minutes later, when a long-nosed waiter with curly black hair materialized before them.
"Hello, I'm Usopp and I'll be your waiter tonight." he introduced himself, giving a menu to each of them. "I'll be over there, so just call me when you're ready to order."
The trio nodded and Usopp walked back towards another waiter. This one caught Sakura's attention, he had green hair, how could he not stand out? Ok, not like she was one to talk, with her oddly pink hair, but still... that was something you don't see everyday.
"Sakura, what are you going to eat?" asked Lee as he scanned his own menu. "Did Ino give you any recommendation?"
"Um, no, not really." she turned her attention towards her own manu and quickly read it. "Hmm, I think I'll have a bisque soup."
"Sounds delicious.! I'll have one too!" decided her friend.
"What about you Na... ramen, right?"
"Yep. How did you know?" questioned Naruto as Lee made a signal to the waiter.
"... female intuition."
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Fifteen minutes later, Sakura sat staring at the glass of pure water in front of her in the same position. Lee and Naruto were engaged in deep conversation about different fighting styles of which shew only participated as observer, nodding whenever they looked at her and commenting a vague 'yes' or 'no' every now and then.
But that didn't mean she wasn't having a good time. She was used to her friends and she loved them a lot, they had been with her all along and she treasured her friendship greatly. She just wished something interesting would happen, she didn't mind hearing Lee's long explanation about the origins of kung fu but she was starting to lose interest...
"Here's you meal, sorry for the wait." informed Usopp as he arrived balancing three dishes. "Now, who ordered ramen?"
"Me!" yelled the blonde immediately.
"Here you go. Now the sou-"
"You shitty shithead!"
As Usopp deposited Lee's soup before him, the roar made the whole place turn around to observe what had caused it, making Usopp's words die on his throat. The kitchen's door suddenly opened wide and a person was sent flying out of it. Literally.
"Ow, ow, Sanji! It wasn't my fault, I was starving!"
The young boy who had been sent flying had black hair and equally black eyes, wore the same uniform as the rest that identified him as a Baratie waiter and a particular hat made of straw which he proceeded to put back on top of his head. He didn't have much time, though, as the person who had sent him flying continued his attacks, kicking the other waiter as he tried to dodge. Usopp face-palmed, embarrassed. The piano lady chuckled, this all seemed vary amusing.
"Like hell it wasn't! You ate ten minutes ago! Those were for the costumers, you shitty kid!" yelled back the man seemingly named Sanji.
This man was blonde, taller and probably older, maybe around Sakura's age, perhaps a year older. His golden, beautiful hair covered one of his eyes, leaving the right one on plain sight and revealing a curiously curly eyebrow which Sakura found quite amusing. A cigarette could be seen on his mouth, and he was overall very good-looking. But that was beside the point, as he chased his companion with murderous intentions.
"Not again." sighed the waiter with long nose. "Guys, would you please sto-"
Yet Usopp was interrupted once again. The blonde's kick finally made it to the black-haired guy, making him fly several metres and crash into someone else. And of course, it had to be Usopp. And of course, the soup had to slip off his hands.
And guess where it landed?
The pinkette blinked a few times to make sure it had actually happened. Was she really in the middle of the restaurant, with all it's costumers staring at her, completely covered with cream and crustaceans and who knows what else? She suddenly wished the Earth would open and she would fall into a hole, never to be seen again. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.
Fortunately, that man saw the scene.
Sanji stood up, perplexed, and stared at Sakura. She looked up at him, unsecure, as Naruto and Lee glared daggers at him and the black-haired boy, ready to attack them but still waiting for Sakura to begin the attack, since she probably had more strenght than the two of them combined. Sanji walked towards her with decisive steps and bowed down to take her hand, producing a rose out of nowhere.
"Ah, what a lovely sight! I'm so very sorry for their stupidity, darling angel. Please don't blame them, they were born stupid." stated Sanji, his eyes transformed into hearts.
"Oh... that's ok, don't worry..." she muttered. That was wrong, Sakura Haruno was certainly not blushing. She only felt her cheeks red because of the hot soup. Yeah, she should be angry at them. And she was. Or so she thought.
"But still, these guys are stupid, is this how you treat costumers?" commented Lee, and Sakura felt a wave of gratitude towards him because she had ran out of things to say.
"Oi!" exclaimed Usopp. Sanji glared at him, hearts momentarily forgotten, and the waiter hid behind the straw hat.
"Don't just stand there, shitty long nose. Bring her a towel or something! And you, Luffy!" he glared at the black-haired one. "Tell the shitty geezer to make her the best soup he can produce right now!"
Before any more kicking took place, both guys were immediately gone. Sanji turned back towards the pinkette.
"Oh, how very rude of me, I haven't introduced myself! My name is Sanji, my lady." he introduced himself, kissing her right hand. "What's your lovely name?"
Ok, maybe she was blushing a bit. She tried to avoid it. Lee and Naruto couldn't avoid it, and were now planning Sanji's slow and painful death in their heads.
"I'm Sakura. Sakura Haruno." she said, the blush forgotten and her voice normal again. That weird effect had now, thankfully, disappeared.
"What a beautiful name to match such a beautiful lady!" claimed the man. "Oh here, this is for you."
"Thank you." she accepted the rose he was handing her and smelt it. It was a nice smell.
"I must have been graced by the gods today to be able to see you, Miss Sakura! Your beauty is beyond comparison!"
"Well, thank you for that too." she smiled at him and he felt he would melt on the spot.
"Oh, and don't worry about the soup, all you eat is on the house." informed Sanji.
"Really? Thank you so much, Sanji!" her face lit up, but it only made her even more beautiful in Sanji's eyes.
"You louts have to pay, though." he looked at the two men.
"What?" exclaimed Lee.
"Hey, that's not fai! Why doesn't Sakura pay and we do?" yelled Naruto.
"Because Miss Sakura is an amazing goddess of beauty that visits us mortals and grant us her divine beauty for us to observe. You two, on the other hand..."
"Oi! Stop hitting on my Sakura!" yelled Naruto, standing up.
"Excuse me? Your Sakura?" Sanji abandoned Sakura's hand to stand up and glare at Naruto. "Whatever shit do you mean by that?"
"Well, Sakura and I..."
"Naruto, if you keep lying I'm kicking your ass all the way back yo your place." warned Sakura, raising a menacing fist.
"... fine, we're just best friends." admitted Naruto, crossing his arms and sitting down.
"Ah, Miss Sakura, I'm so glad you're not dating such a shitheaded moron." sighed the blonde, ignoring the other blonde's threatening look. "And I love the violent Miss Sakura too! You're so special and dynamic, such perfect and unique combination! But alas, there are obstacles between our love..."
"And I'm the barrier, little eggplant?"
"Damn, the shitty geezer."
And indeed, there he was. Zeff, the owner of the Baratie, an old man with only one leg and a oddly long mustache. He handed Sakura a towel and another plate of soup.
"Sorry for whatever trouble this bunch of morons caused you. Specially this one." he glared at the blonde, who glared right back at him. "Now, go to the kitchen eggplant. We need more people."
"I'm going, I'm going." claimed the man standing up." Well, Miss Sakura, this was a beautiful first meeting. Maybe scheduled by the gods themselves! I hope to see you someday here again, I work here everyday and would love to see your beautiful face sometime!"
If he was going to say anything, nobody would ever know, because Zeff raised his leg as if to kick him and the blonde rushed to the kitchen.
"Robin, keep playing." ordered Zeff before returning to the kitchen.
The piano lady shrugged and started playing again. Seems like the show was over.
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"What a moron." stated Naruto, arms crossed as the three of them walked back home.
"Yeah, that guy was a complete idiot." agreed Lee.
"I could've defeated him with my eyes closed, you know?"
"Ha, I would've taken him with my hands tied behind my back."
"Yeah right, you were too scared to act bushy brows!"
"That's not true!"
"But well, at least we don't have to come here ever again, right Sakura?"
Both of them turned their attention towards the pinkette. She had been quiet ever since they left the Baratie, and simply stared at the rose on her hands with the smallest hint of a smile on her lips, which she quickly hid. Then, she turned towards them with a full smile.
"Who knows." she chuckled and kept walking, leaving behind two very confused young men.
Title: Cherry cigarette
Author/Artist: dawnangel14
Claim: Sanji x Sakura Haruno
Theme: #01 - Eloquent
Theme Set: #4 - Romance
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU and insults, courtesy of our lovely cook.
Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Oda and Naruto belongs to Kishimoto, but I have... a cup of tea?
"Sakura? Earth to Sakura!"
The young woman looked up and saw her beautiful blonde friend, Ino Yamanaka, staring at her as if she had committed a horrible crime. And to her, she had. She wasn't listening.
"Oh, sorry Ino." the pinkette excused herself. "What were you saying?"
"As I was saying, billboard brow." taunted Ino, mad about her lack of attention. "I won't be coming home tonight for dinner. I'm going out with Sai."
"Oh, I see..." Sakura Haruno stood up from her bed and crossed the room to look for her phone.
"What are you doing?"
"Texting Hinata. She might actually care, Ino-pig!" replied Sakura with an evil smirk.
Yep, she seemed normal again. Because of that, she didn't insult back her best friend and roommate.
"Yeah, whatever. Just make sure not to starve to death or anything, ok?"
"I won't, I'm not stupid."
"Oh, don't make me answer that, don't temp me." smirked the blonde. "Hey, do you think this purple blouse is ok?"
"It looks fine, but depends with what you combine it with..."
"Figures." she threw the blouse back to the closet and continued searching. "You should go out. There's a cute restaurant not far away from here, I went the other day with Shikamaru and Chouji. They serve really good stuff."
"Hm, maybe I'll call Hinata or Naruto and go." decided Sakura optimistically. "Where are you two going, by the way?"
"I don't know, some art exhibition." mentioned Ino, rolling her eyes. "I swear, Sai's a sweetheart but some of his art is just... bizarre."
Sakura chuckled and approved the comment. Sai's art was beautiful, but some was traumatizing for small children.
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"Ah, it feels so right to be on this date with Sakura..." sighed Naruto, looking incredibly happy and positive about it.
Sakura punched him for the fourth time in half an hour. That had to be a new record.
"You wish, Naruto! Sakura and I are on a date, our youth flame is burning, it's plain obvious!" replied Lee with enthusiasm.
She started to regret asking those two to have some dinner with her.
But what could she do? With Hinata filled with work and Tenten busy with her wedding plans, the only other true friends she had were Naruto and Lee. Of course, there were Ino's childhood friends, Chouji Akimichi and Shikamaru Nara, but they weren't available. Chouji was sick due to food poisoning -which she didn't find odd at all- while Shikamaru simply said he was too tired and it would be a drag to go out just for dinner, so he bluntly rejected her.
And so, here she was. In front of the Baratie restaurant.
Now, Ino hadn't mentioned this place was so nice, and now Sakura was wondering if she could actually afford eating in such a place. It wasn't big or anything, but still it looked elegant and fancy on the outside, and she could only imagine what it must look on the inside. She looked down at her simple red shirt and white skirt and wondered if she would look like a peasant in such a place. At least she had heels. She hoped that would be elegant enough.
She wasn't wrong, inside the place was fancy and elegant. It was crowded, but some tables were empty, so there would be no problem about that... although she had, being the smart woman she was, gotten them reservations beforehand. There were various chandeliers that provided illumination to the place and a soft piano was being played on the small scenario not very far away from the entrance. The pianist was a beautiful woman with blue eyes and dark hair, and she provided the place with the smooth touch it needed to make it just perfect. It was a nice restaurant.
"Welcome to the Baratie." greeted an enormous man with an apron at the entrance. "Do you happen to have reservations?"
"Yes, I'm Sakura Haruno." responded Sakura and the man proceeded to check his list.
"And I'm Naruto Uzumaki!" added the blonde.
"Nobody cares." commented his female friend, much to his disappointment.
"Ah!" the guy seemed to finally spot her name and crossed it out with a blue pen. "Right, Miss Sakura, a lovely new client who reserved a table for three. Please follow me."
The man guided them to their table and left them there. Naruto sat in the middle, Lee sat facing Sakura. He winked at her, but she just looked away, bored, to check out the place. She returned to reality only five minutes later, when a long-nosed waiter with curly black hair materialized before them.
"Hello, I'm Usopp and I'll be your waiter tonight." he introduced himself, giving a menu to each of them. "I'll be over there, so just call me when you're ready to order."
The trio nodded and Usopp walked back towards another waiter. This one caught Sakura's attention, he had green hair, how could he not stand out? Ok, not like she was one to talk, with her oddly pink hair, but still... that was something you don't see everyday.
"Sakura, what are you going to eat?" asked Lee as he scanned his own menu. "Did Ino give you any recommendation?"
"Um, no, not really." she turned her attention towards her own manu and quickly read it. "Hmm, I think I'll have a bisque soup."
"Sounds delicious.! I'll have one too!" decided her friend.
"What about you Na... ramen, right?"
"Yep. How did you know?" questioned Naruto as Lee made a signal to the waiter.
"... female intuition."
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Fifteen minutes later, Sakura sat staring at the glass of pure water in front of her in the same position. Lee and Naruto were engaged in deep conversation about different fighting styles of which shew only participated as observer, nodding whenever they looked at her and commenting a vague 'yes' or 'no' every now and then.
But that didn't mean she wasn't having a good time. She was used to her friends and she loved them a lot, they had been with her all along and she treasured her friendship greatly. She just wished something interesting would happen, she didn't mind hearing Lee's long explanation about the origins of kung fu but she was starting to lose interest...
"Here's you meal, sorry for the wait." informed Usopp as he arrived balancing three dishes. "Now, who ordered ramen?"
"Me!" yelled the blonde immediately.
"Here you go. Now the sou-"
"You shitty shithead!"
As Usopp deposited Lee's soup before him, the roar made the whole place turn around to observe what had caused it, making Usopp's words die on his throat. The kitchen's door suddenly opened wide and a person was sent flying out of it. Literally.
"Ow, ow, Sanji! It wasn't my fault, I was starving!"
The young boy who had been sent flying had black hair and equally black eyes, wore the same uniform as the rest that identified him as a Baratie waiter and a particular hat made of straw which he proceeded to put back on top of his head. He didn't have much time, though, as the person who had sent him flying continued his attacks, kicking the other waiter as he tried to dodge. Usopp face-palmed, embarrassed. The piano lady chuckled, this all seemed vary amusing.
"Like hell it wasn't! You ate ten minutes ago! Those were for the costumers, you shitty kid!" yelled back the man seemingly named Sanji.
This man was blonde, taller and probably older, maybe around Sakura's age, perhaps a year older. His golden, beautiful hair covered one of his eyes, leaving the right one on plain sight and revealing a curiously curly eyebrow which Sakura found quite amusing. A cigarette could be seen on his mouth, and he was overall very good-looking. But that was beside the point, as he chased his companion with murderous intentions.
"Not again." sighed the waiter with long nose. "Guys, would you please sto-"
Yet Usopp was interrupted once again. The blonde's kick finally made it to the black-haired guy, making him fly several metres and crash into someone else. And of course, it had to be Usopp. And of course, the soup had to slip off his hands.
And guess where it landed?
The pinkette blinked a few times to make sure it had actually happened. Was she really in the middle of the restaurant, with all it's costumers staring at her, completely covered with cream and crustaceans and who knows what else? She suddenly wished the Earth would open and she would fall into a hole, never to be seen again. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.
Fortunately, that man saw the scene.
Sanji stood up, perplexed, and stared at Sakura. She looked up at him, unsecure, as Naruto and Lee glared daggers at him and the black-haired boy, ready to attack them but still waiting for Sakura to begin the attack, since she probably had more strenght than the two of them combined. Sanji walked towards her with decisive steps and bowed down to take her hand, producing a rose out of nowhere.
"Ah, what a lovely sight! I'm so very sorry for their stupidity, darling angel. Please don't blame them, they were born stupid." stated Sanji, his eyes transformed into hearts.
"Oh... that's ok, don't worry..." she muttered. That was wrong, Sakura Haruno was certainly not blushing. She only felt her cheeks red because of the hot soup. Yeah, she should be angry at them. And she was. Or so she thought.
"But still, these guys are stupid, is this how you treat costumers?" commented Lee, and Sakura felt a wave of gratitude towards him because she had ran out of things to say.
"Oi!" exclaimed Usopp. Sanji glared at him, hearts momentarily forgotten, and the waiter hid behind the straw hat.
"Don't just stand there, shitty long nose. Bring her a towel or something! And you, Luffy!" he glared at the black-haired one. "Tell the shitty geezer to make her the best soup he can produce right now!"
Before any more kicking took place, both guys were immediately gone. Sanji turned back towards the pinkette.
"Oh, how very rude of me, I haven't introduced myself! My name is Sanji, my lady." he introduced himself, kissing her right hand. "What's your lovely name?"
Ok, maybe she was blushing a bit. She tried to avoid it. Lee and Naruto couldn't avoid it, and were now planning Sanji's slow and painful death in their heads.
"I'm Sakura. Sakura Haruno." she said, the blush forgotten and her voice normal again. That weird effect had now, thankfully, disappeared.
"What a beautiful name to match such a beautiful lady!" claimed the man. "Oh here, this is for you."
"Thank you." she accepted the rose he was handing her and smelt it. It was a nice smell.
"I must have been graced by the gods today to be able to see you, Miss Sakura! Your beauty is beyond comparison!"
"Well, thank you for that too." she smiled at him and he felt he would melt on the spot.
"Oh, and don't worry about the soup, all you eat is on the house." informed Sanji.
"Really? Thank you so much, Sanji!" her face lit up, but it only made her even more beautiful in Sanji's eyes.
"You louts have to pay, though." he looked at the two men.
"What?" exclaimed Lee.
"Hey, that's not fai! Why doesn't Sakura pay and we do?" yelled Naruto.
"Because Miss Sakura is an amazing goddess of beauty that visits us mortals and grant us her divine beauty for us to observe. You two, on the other hand..."
"Oi! Stop hitting on my Sakura!" yelled Naruto, standing up.
"Excuse me? Your Sakura?" Sanji abandoned Sakura's hand to stand up and glare at Naruto. "Whatever shit do you mean by that?"
"Well, Sakura and I..."
"Naruto, if you keep lying I'm kicking your ass all the way back yo your place." warned Sakura, raising a menacing fist.
"... fine, we're just best friends." admitted Naruto, crossing his arms and sitting down.
"Ah, Miss Sakura, I'm so glad you're not dating such a shitheaded moron." sighed the blonde, ignoring the other blonde's threatening look. "And I love the violent Miss Sakura too! You're so special and dynamic, such perfect and unique combination! But alas, there are obstacles between our love..."
"And I'm the barrier, little eggplant?"
"Damn, the shitty geezer."
And indeed, there he was. Zeff, the owner of the Baratie, an old man with only one leg and a oddly long mustache. He handed Sakura a towel and another plate of soup.
"Sorry for whatever trouble this bunch of morons caused you. Specially this one." he glared at the blonde, who glared right back at him. "Now, go to the kitchen eggplant. We need more people."
"I'm going, I'm going." claimed the man standing up." Well, Miss Sakura, this was a beautiful first meeting. Maybe scheduled by the gods themselves! I hope to see you someday here again, I work here everyday and would love to see your beautiful face sometime!"
If he was going to say anything, nobody would ever know, because Zeff raised his leg as if to kick him and the blonde rushed to the kitchen.
"Robin, keep playing." ordered Zeff before returning to the kitchen.
The piano lady shrugged and started playing again. Seems like the show was over.
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"What a moron." stated Naruto, arms crossed as the three of them walked back home.
"Yeah, that guy was a complete idiot." agreed Lee.
"I could've defeated him with my eyes closed, you know?"
"Ha, I would've taken him with my hands tied behind my back."
"Yeah right, you were too scared to act bushy brows!"
"That's not true!"
"But well, at least we don't have to come here ever again, right Sakura?"
Both of them turned their attention towards the pinkette. She had been quiet ever since they left the Baratie, and simply stared at the rose on her hands with the smallest hint of a smile on her lips, which she quickly hid. Then, she turned towards them with a full smile.
"Who knows." she chuckled and kept walking, leaving behind two very confused young men.