2nd Partridge [Action/Voice][Let's talk nonsense]

[my_yoke_broke]

[GOOD MORNING, LUCETI~~

It's been about a week since Ian first showed up and tried to sell shit to people-with very mixed results, and with no actual sells. Which, quite frankly, isn't new at all; he's pretty awful at his job. Instead! He's decided to go adventuring! Granted, he's dressed in a T-shirt, with no coat and nothing to help him from the

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[oda_hates_me]

[The restaurant, you say? If he investigates long enough, one blond, chain-smoking chef will eventually run into him.

... Huh. Never seen this guy before. Ah well, a customer's a customer, and Isamu's got the day off, leaving Sanji to pull the waitering until he employs Yukito and Touya. While he doesn't smile, he's all politeness when he approaches]

Welcome, sir. Care to pick a table?

You just love abusing yourself with tags, don't you? |D

[my_yoke_broke]

[Ian's just loving the sparkliness! What wonderful derpy lady is in charge of such fantastic, award-winning cleaning? 8Db]

AH-oh, uh... well...

[What, do people just... naturally walk in and ask for stuff? He's never actually been in a real restaurant before. Hmmm...

OH, he's just been standing there. Better answer that. Excitedly!]

Which table can I pick from?

I just love abusing myself, period. >>

[oda_hates_me]

[Like the tables are made out of diamonds, amirite? That's Sayo's super power.

And that's an interesting reaction. Sanji's brow makes an arch]

Whichever tables are free.

SHEESH /abuses

[my_yoke_broke]

I seeee, I see!

[He walks on over to an empty one, still very clearly soaked from winter fun. In a T-shirt. Mmhm. He sits, and just melts, feeling pleasant.]

Aah, what a nice place this is! The air smells just wonderful, doesn't it?

;A; IT'S DIFFERENT WHEN YOU ABUSE ME.

[oda_hates_me]

[... 8|a]

Uh. Yeah, it does. [It's the truth, even if Sanji barely registers the onslaught of smells nowadays]

... Do you need a towel?

/sunglasses [1/2]

[my_yoke_broke]

[BUT SANJI, THE SMELLS! D8

He looks up, genuinely confused. What else is new?]

...A towel...?

[2/2]

[my_yoke_broke]

[give him a moment to actually inspect himself and

-ping!]

Ahaha, oh yeah! A towel; I sure could use one of those, mister! It's been a pretty adventurous day out in the forest!

[2/2]

[oda_hates_me]

[Sanji's neutrality is quickly wearing off in the face of this... this special, as he begins classifying what breed of stupid this man's afflicted with.

He disappears a moment to get that towel, and hands it over with a wry:]

Pretty damn adventurous if you managed without a coat.

[my_yoke_broke]

[8|a]

O-oh, yeah, it was pretty cold out there! Brrrr!

[leaning an elbow on the table and dropping his cheek into his palm

So very chill right now. And so very content! When that towel finally gets to his hands, he quickly begins scrubbing his hair dry.]

I guess I must've lost it when that fox chased me up a tree!

[oda_hates_me]

... A fox chased you up a tree.

[/JUDGING]

[my_yoke_broke]

Well, yeah! It was coming right at me! What if it bit me with those little sharp teeth of his? Eoowch, that would hurt, y'know! It's a good thing that tree had such sturdy branches, or I would've been a goner!

[JUDGE AWAY]

[oda_hates_me]

It's a fox. Those things are more likely to run from you than chew on your shitty ankles.

[my_yoke_broke]

Hey, it might've been a rabid fox, or it could've been super hungry! You never know!

[Seriously, this is just common sense here, Sanji!

also my ankles are not shitty they're well toned :(]

[oda_hates_me]

[And now he knows what form of idiot he's dealing with: the exaggerating kind]

Do you even know what foxes eat?

[my_yoke_broke]

.... Uh...

No. But I'll bet it's something they like to tear up mercilessly!

[oda_hates_me]

Sure, so long as it's not bigger than them.