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[thunderwitch]

Wonderwyce~ Come here to mommmy, mmm? ♥ Cirucci was just in a bad mood yesterday, she's sorry she snapped at you, sweetheart. Come here, and she'll make it all better

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I'm pleased that you ... ah, approve?

[And he did smile.]

Without hurrying you, I hope you've a vase and water so that we might be on out way.

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[thunderwitch]

Mm~ One moment~

[She smirked, not a tad coy, and left the door open, sashaying back in to the apartment, pulling out a vase and filling it, arranging the flowers within]

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[Uryuu waited, ever patient, without even looking at his watch. The reservation he had made, as of course he had, were for 7:15. Plenty of time.]

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[thunderwitch]

[She returned, the click click of her heels, and she closed the door behind her]

Well, then~

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[Again, a small bow, and he held out his arm]

Shall we?

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[thunderwitch]

Oh, please~

[She took his arm, allowing him the lead]

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[And lead he did. The restaurant wasn't too far.]

But, really, [small talk] I was surprised. Why did you send them? The shoes.

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[thunderwitch]

Oh, you know... mm, it was a heat of the moment thing, you know~? Lovers spurned, all of that~

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[Lovers? He almost choked on air. All the same, a smirk played on his lips]

Well, I'm glad you didn't expect me to wear them.

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[thunderwitch]

Of course not~

[She crowed, laughing]

They wouldn't suit my Quincy at all!

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I'm even happier that you feel that way.

[And though there was an animallike edge to her laugh, the sharpness of a bird's call, in this moment, he found it pleasant. At the restaraunt, he held the door.]

Please.

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[thunderwitch]

[She accepted, sweeping through with a passing brush of fingers on his arm, looking about with a content smile]

Good choice~

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I thought so.

[A gracious smile, and he gives his name to the host who leads them to their table; a prime spot by a window. Uryuu pulls out her chair.]

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What a gentleman~

[She murmured, taking her seat, leaning, hands folded on the table]

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[Seating himself once she was settled, Uryuu passed her a menu before opening his. Was that a blush? It couldn't be, when he had been so self-assured.]

Don't worry about the price.