[for train_ofthought] Date, the first

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It seemed like a good enough idea at the time. It wasn't a movie theater so they'd be able to speak to each other and it wasn't a meal so they weren't forced to only speak to each other. Of course, this destination also allowed for fun. Not that the previous two ideas hadn't. Crossing his arms, Remy smiled in the direction of Times Square as he

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[train_ofthought]

Will looked over the restaurant as he entered, more curious than anything else. He had lived in New York for a few years now, and yet he'd never been to Dave and Buster's. He wondered briefly if Miranda would consider that a blemish on his status as a New Yorker, but he put off that idea for the time being and tilted his head around, looking for a sign of Remy.

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Remy had stepped inside, the cool breeze outside not as comfortable as he would have liked. Crossing his arms, the guidance counselor rolled his head trying to loosen up. Taking a deep breath, he turned around spotting what might be the actor in question. Giving him his signature smile, Remy stepped towards him.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked, holding his hands out.

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Will just gave him a grin and a once over, before nodding. "You did say tight, and I do approve."

Shameless flirt? Will? Never.

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Remy grinned, at a loss for words. His grin turned into a breathy laugh. "I did," he admitted, finally. "I meant the locale - but you know that," he said, looking down at Will.