Complaints, Commonalities and Coffee

[baer_jager]

WHO: Ludwig and Elizaveta
WHEN: Jan 6th (Thurday, around three in the afternoon)
WHERE: Baroque Street, at a local cafe
WHAT: Two people who have known each other forever, sit down to talk for the first time.

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[lizzypan]

Ludwig. The name was familiar, so familiar. She had been hearing it since she was just a wee tot, from Ludwig to Luddy to Ludmeister to Ludbro to all the crazy nicknames Gilbert liked to think about. And then there was even Feli's (and consequently, Otto's) connection to the German. Elizaveta should really know Ludwig like the back of her hand

[baer_jager]

Glancing up to see Elizaveta's smiling face, Ludwig found himself returning it comfortably as he replied, "Nice to see you, Elizaveta; and no, not long at all."

Ludwig leaned back in his chair, already at ease in the warm air of the cafe. The smell of fresh ground coffee and baked goods hot out of the oven were like a balm, soothing away some of the tension from the last few weeks. The good company was surely helping as well.

Nodding his agreement about the cold and catching the eye of a nearby waitress, he asked, "How have you been? I heard you and Alfred Jones bought Chueca recently."

[lizzypan]

"News sure travels fast," Elizaveta murmured as she picked up the menu, smiling. "Yes, we have bought Chueca. After Alfred returns from American Idol or god-knows-what he's doing, we're having a grand re-opening!" Grinning, she glanced up. "You should come! It's going to be a lot of fun."

As the waitress took their orders, Elizaveta let herself relax in her seat. There was nothing to be tense about. Ludwig was an old friend of sorts, and the atmosphere of the cafe was very relaxing. She put herself at ease.

"Speaking of Alfred, I heard you trained his puppy for him?" The image was quite amusing to imagine, really.

[baer_jager]

Rubbing the back of his neck briefly from embarrassment at the invitation to go to a gay bar on opening night, Ludwig was secretly glad Elizaveta didn't ask whether he was coming or not. Gay bars weren't exactly his thing. But then... he admitted to himself that he was a little curious what Chueca was like. Maybe he could stop by early in the evening, when things weren't so... wild.

"Ah... yes," he replied, "He said a man named Arthur wouldn't let him keep her until she was trained, so I agreed to help him out." He paused for a moment, recalling with a small wry smile how much alike Alfred and Rosie were. "Very excitable, those two," he murmured.