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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 16, 2007 23:46:04 GMT -5
It all looked and smelled so wonderful, how was she supposed to choose just one? Of course, it wasn't nearly as mouth-watering as some things were, but it still was enough right then.
"Are you going to dislike my choice?" she asked, turning her head to look at him with a smile. There was one thing that was always safe with her, even though she wasn't a picky eater, she just liked the taste of it. Then again, it could get messy, something she wasn't sure she wanted to put up with. On the other hand, she was pretty decent at keeping herself clean while eating food.
"Because, I think the sausages smell really good, but the chicken looks better, and the meat pies, well, they're usually good just in general. In other words, I think we should get different things," she grinned. That way, by getting different things, she might be able to get a taste of more than just one thing, if he let her.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 17, 2007 0:17:29 GMT -5
The way she started off, he was worried she was going to suggest the haggis or something. He was willing to try a variety of foods, but just the smell of the traditional Scottish dish was enough to turn him off.
But her suggestion was an easy one to cater to and he was pretty sure that, given how hungry he was, leftovers would not be a problem. "So what do you want?" he asked, already deciding that he needed the chicken and possibly a couple of meat pies.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 17, 2007 0:52:41 GMT -5
"Mmmm...not much," she giggled in answer to his question. "Just enough to fill me up, which might be considered a lot." Returning her attention to the foods, she looked them over, not wanting to get the same as Drew, but he'd offered her first dibs. "How about some sausage? And maybe a bit of pie?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't mind, being as he told her she wasn't allowed to pay since he'd asked her out, but she didn't mind paying for her own, either.
Even that didn't sound like it would really fill her, but she was sure it would probably do, at least for the time being. Taking a small step back into Drew, so as to get out of the way of another with a plate full, she felt the butterflies act up horribly again. Having his arms around her was pretty nice. "What about you? What are you going to get?"
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 17, 2007 12:39:02 GMT -5
"I was just going to eat off your plate," Drew told her with a silly grin. He grabbed her hand and led the way to the pie stand and ordered a couple of those before heading over to the sausages and picking up a few of those. The last stop for him was the roast chickens (he only planned on eating one), and he turned to look over his shoulder at the girl he was towing. "What to drink?" he asked, considering an ale for himself, but knowing he'd end up with a butterbeer.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 18, 2007 3:59:44 GMT -5
"My plate? If you eat off of mine there won't be anything left for me," she teased him. Of course, she didn't mind the suggestion if that's what he really had planned to do. "Besides, that was my plan from the beginning. You can't just take my plan. I mean, I was going to eat off my plate, and possibly pick at yours while I was at it."
Felicity followed in the direction her hand was led, to the meat pie stand, the sausage stand, and then the chicken stand. It was an awful lot of food, but she doubted there'd be much, if any, left. With her appetite, and Drew's, it wasn't likely that there'd be much to toss at the end of it.
"Could I get milk?" she asked, wondering if not, then perhaps pumpkin juice. She drank an awful lot of butterbeer, and while she liked it, there were other choices to choose from. "It's supposed to do a body good, and with all that food you've got, I think I'm going to need something that does me good." Looking up at him, she smiled a really big, cheesy smile. "And it'll fill my stomach up quicker."
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 18, 2007 12:18:31 GMT -5
Drew laughed back, in part because his writer had just asked about the milk reference and there it was. He probably could have used some milk as well, but he just couldn't bear to do something that healthy at a fair. Festivals and carnivals were for eating junk and getting sick.
He almost made a snarky comment about doing a body good, but kept it to himself, thinking that maybe things were still too new to go there. "Whatever you want," he answered, picking up her milk and getting a butterbeer for himself.
Now to find a place to sit and eat.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 18, 2007 12:53:02 GMT -5
At least he hadn't made a comment about her being a child for choosing milk to drink over butterbeer, but she couldn't really help it if she liked milk. Spinning around to see where there was a place available, she spotted a few empty tables.
One was near a family of six, with very loud children. A second was between arguing duos, and that just didn't seem like the correct place to go when she wanted to enjoy herself. A third was near an elderly couple who seemed to be enjoying the festival and looked very nice. There was a fourth table, but it looked like there was going to be a small food fight and she didn't feel like getting involved in the crossfire.
"Let's go over there," she pointed in the direction of the elderly couple. "I think, from what I can see down here, it looks safest." Grinning up at the laden Drew, reached out and took their drinks from him, best to be safe now than sorry later if someone were to bump into him with the food he was carrying.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 19, 2007 0:14:28 GMT -5
Drew gave up possession of the drinks willingly, feeling that if he tried to hold any more, he'd be dropping everything. She had spotted a table and he followed her lead this time, placing the various plates down with the skill of an elegant waiter... or at very least, so as not to spill anything on the already grubby table. He pulled out his wand and twirled it a few times Between his fingers like a baton before doing a quick cleaning spell on the table top. Hopefully now, they wouldn't stick to the furniture while they ate.
Dang it was good to be legal.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 19, 2007 0:32:58 GMT -5
Well, the food was safely on the table, which was good, as it meant he hadn't wasted money by having it spill to the ground, though she was a bit wary of watching him set it all on the table, it looked almost as though it hadn't been washed all day, and perhaps it hadn't been. Then again, any of age witch or wizard was capable of cleaning just as Drew had done, so it might've been left over from the last occupants, but Felicity really hoped they hadn't made that big of a mess.
It was a nice spot though, it was on the outeredge of the food area and you could hear some music playing and the older couple looked pleasant enough to sit by.
Drinks still in her hands, Felicity looked over at Drew, not sure where to place his. "Where did you want to sit?" she motioned to the four chairs available at the small table. Normally he sat across from wherever he seated her, but she could easily seat across from him just as well.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 19, 2007 22:34:27 GMT -5
He was a little confused by her question, not sure what she was asking or why. Wasn't it obvious where he was going to sit?
"Uh... that table over there..." Drew answered seriously, pointing towards the open spot by the arguing couple. "If the fight gets any good, I was thinking I could pick up a few bucks selling tickets."
He took the drinks from her and placed them on the table before pulling out a chair for her. "You save the table, I'll go grab some napkins, okay?" It was either that or wipe his greasy chicken hands on his pants and her really didn't want to do that on such an important date.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 20, 2007 3:01:06 GMT -5
"That's not what I meant," she insisted after his little comment about the fighting couple, though she couldn't help the little giggle that escaped. "I wanted to know which seat you wanted so could put your drink down, silly."
But, before she had the chance to actually finish, he'd taken the drinks from her and was pulling out the chair, as per usual. "All right," Felicity agreed and kissed his cheek before taking up the seat he held out for her. Napkins were a good thing to have handy.
Idly sitting, she stared off, listening to the music and just enhaling the aroma the food was giving off. The brown eyed girl actually thought of starting while she waited, but of course, didn't. Rudeness wasn't something she liked to portray.
The older couple stood to leave, and she smiled pleasantly. With the couple gone, that left Drew and Felicity pretty much alone in the little spot she'd directed him towards.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 20, 2007 3:12:40 GMT -5
Drew jogged over to the nearest tent and was back in a flash with a handful of napkins. He didn't really expect to need them all, but one never could be too prepared, especially when dealing with a roast chicken. He placed the napkins on the table and straddled the seat closest to Felicity before grabbing his butterbeer and popping the top off.
"So where are we starting?" he asked, looking at all of the fabulous food they had in front of them. He felt that he could quite easily eat it all and go back for seconds.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 20, 2007 11:31:06 GMT -5
Surprise was shown in her eyes at his choice in the seating arrangement, it wasn't bad, just surprising. Any other time he'd taken the seat directly across from her, not near her, he didn't draw a chair up closer to her, he was always directly across from her. The blonde couldn't help but wonder if the fact he'd kind of asked to make her a not-just-friend-anymore had anything to do with his choice.
Glancing over the food, it was tempting to just say 'let's just dig in' or something that didn't have to do with the food. Actually, she'd been thinking about asking him if he actually meant what she thought he did by asking if she were his girl, and she'd been thinking about another quick kiss, too.
"The chicken," she announced with a smile. "Because the pies and the sausage will still be all right a little cooler. Chicken isn't always good when it isn't warm," especially fried chicken.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Aug 21, 2007 11:53:31 GMT -5
Drew had actually been thinking the reverse, finding cold chicken much more palatable than cold sausages, but in the end it didn't really matter considering he was really looking forward to the chicken. The meat pies and sausages were just acting as fillers for when the main course didn't fill him up.
The tricky part was how to serve it up, considering there were two of them and only one chicken and no knife. Well, that's what he got the napkins for, right? "How do you think we should do this thing?" he asked, looking over it carefully and pulling out his wand again. He supposed eh could conjure something if they really needed it.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 21, 2007 13:09:03 GMT -5
Immediately, she looked up at him, unsure of what he was talking about. What thing[//i]? Of course, she'd been thinking of other things, allowing her mind to travel back to what he'd asked ehr and if he had actually asked her what she thought he had or not. Affter all, he had told her he'd been hers since the day she was stuck in the tree, but was that him telling her he wanted to be her boyfriend, or was that him telling her he was her boyfriend?
Utter confusion as to how he would know about what she was thinking, it took a moment for her to realize he was talking about the chicken, and how they were to go about it. "Ummm....well...we could just dig in. I mean, you got napkins, right? Silverware would be pretty good for it, but if there isn't any, we could turn it into finger food," looking up at him, not sure if her suggestion was one all right for a date or not, she smiled a little shyly, hoping he wasn't about to tell her she was dumb for it. "Or we could just do whatever you want."
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