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[ALSO NEARBY, trying not to snicker, but obviously not trying too hard since he's... still snickering. He'd marvel at the fact the great Heather Mason was wearing a dress if it wasn't such an... old-fashioned outfit worth poking fun of.
He is probably only here to tease her]
Oooi, waitress~ [waving :3] I'm out of hot chocolate!
[YEAH IT'S. NOT VERY ATTRACTIVE IS IT. Actually, it would've been quite pretty (in an old-fashioned way, anyway) if she'd actually... you know. Fit into it. But it's pretty obvious these uniforms were not made with the builds of scrawny string-bean girls in mind. ... And she's not exactly trying too hard to look the part, considering she's wearing ratty old sneakers and her visible knees are covered in band-aids. She almost looks like she wandered into the diner and put on the uniform by mistake.]
[But with a devilish smirk, she heads over with pitcher of hot chocolate.]
Oh sure, lemme get that for y--OH NOOOOO!
[She fakes a stumble, as though she was about to pour it all over his shoulder. ... Probably a good thing her bosses aren't watching because PRETENDING TO POUR HOT LIQUIDS ON YOUR FRIENDS IS A NO-NO ON THE JOB.]
[Nah, Kaito would have made fun of it either way-- even if she did fit into it. HE THINKS IT'S A SILLY DRESS, OKAY.
He recoils instinctively when she fakes the stumble, suppressing another snicker and lifting both of his hands up, palms forward, in a defensive movement]
[Needless to say, she 'catches' herself before any of it spills on him, and leans casually on the table, holding the container airily with one finger through the handle.]
He is probably only here to tease her]
Oooi, waitress~ [waving :3] I'm out of hot chocolate!
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[But with a devilish smirk, she heads over with pitcher of hot chocolate.]
Oh sure, lemme get that for y--OH NOOOOO!
[She fakes a stumble, as though she was about to pour it all over his shoulder. ... Probably a good thing her bosses aren't watching because PRETENDING TO POUR HOT LIQUIDS ON YOUR FRIENDS IS A NO-NO ON THE JOB.]
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He recoils instinctively when she fakes the stumble, suppressing another snicker and lifting both of his hands up, palms forward, in a defensive movement]
Oi oi, watch how you're wielding that thing!
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[Needless to say, she 'catches' herself before any of it spills on him, and leans casually on the table, holding the container airily with one finger through the handle.]
Gosh, good thing I have such quick reflexes, huh?
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If you had quick reflexes, you wouldn't have tripped in the first place.
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That has nothing to do with reflexes, now does it?
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[leaning back with a grin]
Without good vision, you don't have good reflexes.
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[She gestures with the pitcher.]
You want this hot chocolate or not?
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'Course I do. Who would say no to hot chocolate?
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Not so fast there, broseph.
What's the magic word?
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