05 [Voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

Ah! D-does anyone want any, um, b-b-baked goods? For any reason? I seem to have several c-cookies...several, um, dozen, that is... And, um, there's a lot of bread. Also, pies? T-there are so many pies.

I-I'll even deliver them to you, if you really want them! We're, um, we don't have any counter space left.

Comments

[voice]

[mydearapple]

[Hmm. Caesar likes sweets, but he's pretty skeptical about girls and baking. Too many bad experiences.]

Can we try them first?

[voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

Ah! O-of course! Y-you can try anything you l-like. It's, um, it's no t-trouble at all.

[voice]

[mydearapple]

Great. Should I meet you somewhere? Or would you prefer to bring them by?

[voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

Whichever one you'd, um, like is f-fine with me. I-if you'd like to meet me, I'm in the kitchen in the first community housing building...b-but it's really no trouble a-at all for me to bring something by...

[voice]

[mydearapple]

I can meet you there. [It was kind of a long walk, especially in the rain, but it was overall a better choice to try the food before having her bring a bunch of stuff over.] My name's Caesar, by the way.

[voice]

[wings_of_ilia]

T-that's great. P-pleased to meet you, um, Ceaser. I'm F-Florina.

[voice -> action]

[mydearapple]

A pleasure. I'll meet you in about fifteen minutes, Florina.

[And true to his word, he'll be there, carrying an umbrella, of course. He's familiar with the community housing buildings, so all he has to do is head to the kitchen area to find her.]