Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:02:16 AM)
(FIC?)
Lucinde Duboir (Jun 30, 2010 12:02:32 AM)
(back)
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:02:38 AM)
(wb)
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:03:54 AM)
*smiles and blushes, rubbing the back of his neck* Yes Mlle, I'll keep that in mind... Welcome back. *he says as she returns from powdering her nose*
Lucinde Duboir (Jun 30, 2010 12:05:35 AM)
::she grins and smiles, walking gracefully to her seat and sitting, crossing her legs politely::
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:08:04 AM)
*smiles, and taking a sip of his wine, offering to refill her glass from the bottle left at their table*
A waiter (Jun 30, 2010 12:08:34 AM)
((fic=find out IC))
A waiter (Jun 30, 2010 12:08:39 AM)
((so it should beould Foic))
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:08:46 AM)
(ah, all right.)
Lucinde Duboir (Jun 30, 2010 12:08:56 AM)
::Luci grins and nods, holding her glass for him, as she watches him a moment:: Merci... for the sweets... ::winking to him:: It was a lovely idea...
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:11:30 AM)
*smiles* I thought you'd enjoy it, Mlle. Was the carriage ride to your liking?
Lucinde Duboir (Jun 30, 2010 12:13:17 AM)
::she grins:: It was leisurely... but very.... open. ::she winks, and then looks to him, tilting her head:: You had not done it before? Growing up in the city?
A waiter (Jun 30, 2010 12:13:43 AM)
*the waiter with the kid gloves from before walks back in, heading towards the table.*
Taylor Valos (Jun 30, 2010 12:14:59 AM)
*shakes his head to Luci* No, I mean, when you grow up in a place, it just doesn't occur to you to do the touristy things.... *looks to the waiter* Yes Sir?
Lucinde Duboir (Jun 30, 2010 12:15:59 AM)
::she smiles:: That would be like living in Paris and ignoring the museums and beautiful architecture... ::Luci's eyes drift to the waiter, looking to him expectantly::
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My name is
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(that hurts me ooc, Z)
(j/k)
((what the name?))
::she tilts her head and speaks softly:: From where do you receive your flower orders... ?
(*points to the restaurant's name* And here I was expecting you to go with the "it'sa me, Mario"...)
We have an in town private supplier, and its my wife. I even asked her about it, she has never seen this before.
(yes, as an OOC Italian)
::Luci nods:: I see... you had the same person delivering your flowers as usual? ::unconsciously.... Luci was sliiiiiiiding towards work mode::
*he sighs, and nods* Well, thank you for the honesty, and I don't think it anything against your staff, Mr (inserts name here) I'm sure it was some mischief played against you all.
She drives them in her self. *he looks at taylor* nevertheless, msr, this is my resturant and I must claim full responsability
::Luci nods, mind whirling with the possibilities, and quiets down. This was Taylor's show...::
*smiles* Well, I want you to know it doesn't change my opinion of your restaurant Sir, it was always a treat coming here growing up, and that won't change.
thank you, msr, if you nee anything else tongiht just ask for me
*nods, and looks to Luci* Is there anything else you wish for, Mlle?
::she smiles:: I'm good for now... ::taking her wine glass as she sips it contently:
*smiles and nods* All is well then, Msr... Thank you.
Your welcome.. *he bows again and backs away*
::Luci grins to him, sipping from her wine glass:: How do you feel about Southern food? Cajun.. food... Soul food?
*chuckles* Mlle, I grew up on that, it's delicious.
::she grins:: Good... Just making sure. Do you have brothers... sisters?
*nods* Yes, I have one older brother, Mlle.
He is like you, oui? ::she tilts her head:: He moved as well... or stayed?
*smiles* He moved, and stayed away with the rest of the family, I was the only one that came back.
::she grins:: So.. they are all in Nebraska.... growing.. corn? ::said teasingly::
*chuckles* No no... my brother works at a bank, Mom and dad retired. They made a few smart investments, and it payed off well.
::she nods:: That is a good thing, considering the state of the nation now... ::she grins:: How often do you go ome?
Home*
*smiles* Like you said earlier, not as often as my family would wish.
You are close to your family, oui?
*wiggles a hand, smirking* Eh, so-so... I call and talk to them now and then, but beyond that?
::she nods:: They don't come to visit you? My father has been threatening that for months...
*chuckles* No, they're settled and happy about it... to be honest, my brother never liked being in a big city. And you know, you can always come over and hide out if he does. *winks*
::she laughs:: Lina would give me away in a moment... she would never let me hide.
*smiles* Ah, but have you told her my address yet? *winks*
::she smiles:: No... but... Lina is also an officer.
*chuckles* Ah, well, if you haven't mentioned too much of my name, perhaps you'd be safe for a day or two.
::she smiles, winking:: Too late.
*chuckles* Cutting down on your hiding spots then, Mlle.
::she laughs:: It's hard to hide from my father. It's safer to just be as honest as possible. Though... he doesn't know about the tattoo yet.
*chuckles* Ah, a hidden act of rebellion?
::she smiles:: Non... I've wanted one for a while... I was planning on starting off small... but this just called to me. I'm still getting used to it. I surprise myself some mornings, when I'm groggy..
*smiles* Well, it is quite beautiful, I can imagine just how lovely it will look fully healed.
It's almost there. Just a few more days of smearing lotion on ..... 4 times a day. ::she grins:: I haven't been through so much before. ::she tilts her head:: Still don't know if you have one...
*he winks over a sip of wine* You haven't checked.
::she grins:: Is that an offer?
*he smiles innocently* Yes it is, my dear.
::she winks and smiles slowly, almost predatorily:: I will keep that in my mind...
*chuckles* Yes Mlle... Is that one your only tattoo?
::she smiles:: You got a damn good look... you tell me.
*smiles* well, I didn't see any others, though there were a few places still hidden...
::she laughs:: It's not big enough for you? ::teasing:: Mmm, we'll see if you get a chance to peek...
*smiles* Mlle, I'm sure you don't have any others. I thank you for the offer. *winks*
::she laughs:: You looked that closely?
*smiles and winks* I did have a good while to check while helping you with your sunscreen.
Oooh, was that when you did? ::she grins:: I will remember...
That, and the gaze I was able to get while giving you a back rub the other day didn't hurt either, my dear.... by the way, let me know if you ever need to get rid of the tenseness again. *winks*
::she smiles:: I was fully clothed, merci! ::she laughs, and sips her wine:: I suppose I should be glad that the tabloids didn't get a shot of me on the beach. Papa would find out in a bad way... I'm sort of waiting until I go home to see him again. Which... I'm delaying..
*smiles to her* Well, Mlle, I wouldn't be adverse to explaining myself to him, and setting him straight on what would have happened.
Ooooh, that... wouldn't work. I don't think. He's... never been fond of my dates, regardless of who they are. Then again... ::she regards him a moment:: You... are a bit... different, than the men I usually date.
*smiles lightly* How so, Mlle?
::she grins:: You're much nicer.
*smiles* Well thank you... Perhaps hiding then when he comes to visit wouldn't be necessary then?
::she smiles:: I don't hide who I am dating from him. Ever. It's caused... a bit of strife. I am not ashamed to be with you..
*he seems lifted quite a bit by hearing that* And Mlle, I revel in the fact that I have your attention. So what would you like to do later, after this dinner?
::she tilts her head:: A movie?
*smiles and nods* My place or yours?
::she smiles:: Yours.
*chuckles* And when am I ever going to meet your roommate?
::she grins:: With an invitation...
*smiles* Hers or yours?
::she laughs:: Hers. She's been subjected to a couple of introductions...
Well... one and a half...
*chuckles* You make it seem like those introductions weren't good impressions...
::she smiles, wryly:: Shouta.. didn't... totally introduce himself. Really. And Gary... did... and I don't.... think it was the best ever...
*chuckles* Well, I will do my best to keep my foot out of my mouth.
::she grins:: I think you'll be just fine.
She usually likes to see how you do for dinner... ::she smiles::
*smiles* Shall I cook then?
No.... no. She will. She's blissfully good. She's the one who feeds me, lest I eat sandwiches and cereal.
*laughs* And of that I'm thankful, we don't want you wasting away, now do we? Is she a coworker, Mlle?
::she nods:: My partner in crime, as it were. ::she laughs:: Are you kidding? I go to the gym at least 5 days a week, lest she fatten me up.
*smiles* Oh I know... I've ended up showing up with you the past few mornings, remember?
::she grins:: It has been morning, hasn't it?
*smiles wryly* Yeah, and believe me, it's left me sore enough the rest of the mornings too.
::she tilts her head, raising an eybrow:: You do not know how to address that on your own? ::a teasing grin::
*chuckles* Stretching, and a hot shower, they do work wonders. Massages, however, are never as effective when given to yourself I've found.
::a mischievious gleam to her eyes:: Maybe... you are not doing it right?
*smiles* would you prefer to show me how to properly, my dear Mlle?
::she smiles:: What makes you think I know how you should do it? ::an air of mock innocence in her tone:
*smiles* Well, I can always give you more lessons, if you wish Mlle.
::she grins:: You offer to give me lessons...? That just sounds intriguing on its own...
*smiles and nods* Though, who to demonstrate on...
*winks*
::she smiles:: I know a few men that wouldn't mind... ::a wicked wink::
*smiles* If that is what Mlle wishes. *he nods*
((Remember post your venue reviews))
(will do)
(nods)
::she raises an eyebrow:: Mmm, I wonder what he'd say to that... ::said with a grin.... but she gave it a moment of thought::
*smirks* Well remember, I'll have to show you different ways to massage different muscle groups... You felt on way the other day.
((Do it or angry st god will make sure gracie appears during their next... "encounter"))
(cool... so we're going to the gun range then?)
(sweet!)
::she blushes a bit:: Oui... I remember... I should learn. It will be rather useful...
((and your guns jam around her))
(hey, remember, a magazine of 15 means you have 17 shots... 15+1, and you can throw the pistol too)
((16...))
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(sorry Z, I'm fading and having coughing fits)
(*tosses stuffs at the ninja of Zness*)
(cough is coming back)
(guys, can't stay awake, see you tomorrowish)
(sweet dreams)
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