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[wieeinvogel]

Who: Riza wieeinvogel and Roy youresoshort
What: Riza and Roy mostly pretending to be fluffy with each other in public.
Where: Lux
When: Today, I guess.
Warnings: Your princess is in another castle.

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[youresoshort]

Roy just happened to walk in just in time to hear the end of this little question from the customers, and couldn't help but smirk. So, word was getting around quickly, then. That was good. Perhaps this wouldn't take as long as he thought. He wiped the smirk off his face as he walked to where Riza was, placing a hand on the small of her back. Of course, he ignored the not-so-quiet whispers from the blobs.

"Sorry I'm late. Do you mind if I have a drink?"

[wieeinvogel]

Riza tried to keep her cool as his hand settled on her, though her insides felt like something horrible and pleasant was happening to her organs. A tongue of flame crept around her neck, but didn't show on her cheeks. She hoped she looked more like an embarrassed new girlfriend than a faker.

"Not at all. If you want to sit down, I'll get it for you in a minute." Trying to act natural, her hand drifted up to his shoulder. "I'm still serving these lovely women."

[youresoshort]

"Is that so? Well then, I don't want to keep you from doing your job," he said, flashing her an amused smirk. After all, those women--if they could be called that--were quite the annoying group of blobs. Not to mention, he was having quite an amount of fun tricking them.

"I'll be over there, then," he added, nodding to a near by table. "You already know what I like." Suggestive? Absolutely. But, he was merely referring to the drink. Of course...

alliteration fuck yes

[wieeinvogel]

She returned his smile a little suggestively before turning back to her customers. Now the blobs were completely wordless with envy, and simply snapped their orders at her, drawing themselves up haughtily. Their audacious arrogance made Fullmetal look like an agreeable little lamb.

Riza took her sweet time taking their requests to the kitchen, as she wondered with a hint of panic what Roy expected from her next. Finally she stopped by Roy's table just as the ice in the Blobwomen's drinks was beginning to melt. Placing a neat whiskey in front of him, she choked (as breathily and girlishly as she could, which wasn't very) "Hope you like it, baby."

Who doesn't love it?

[youresoshort]

Roy couldn't help but chuckle at those lovely, envious, blobs, but he looked up when Riza came by with his drink. "Thanks, sweetheart." He took a sip of the drink before speaking again. "So tell me, when do you get off work?"