Burgers, fries, any junk food that I can get my hands on. I mean don't get me wrong, I have a sophisticated palate, I like lobster and steak and quiche but I can also eat a gas station hot dog and be happy.
[ hotstuff. that's a first. he didn't think it was possible to find her any more adorable than he already did, and yet. ]
Now that'd be an offer I couldn't refuse.
[ he thinks for a moment, and then writes, ]
There be a restaurant on the ocean what serves some of the typical fare you described. Burgers and fries and belike. Add to this, they serve a variety of fine drinks.
[ taking her parting emoji for a good sign, cassidy heads to the specified meeting place. it's the kind of beach-side restaurant that has a tiki bar and a view of the ocean, where they put little umbrellas in their drinks. he arrives in his loose white shirt that's cinched at the waist with a wide leather belt and tucked into his breeches.
when a quick scan of the restaurant fails to produce kenzi, cassidy pulls up to the bar and places an order for two drinks. they're blue and made primarily of rum, with a breezy coconut flavor that he feels in the hinge of his jaw. as he watches the door, he removes the little paper umbrella and sticks the toothpick end between his teeth. ]
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[ it's genius, really. ]
What be your favorite thing to put atop pizza? The possibilities are myriad, as I've come to learn.
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Anything but green peppers. They have no business being on a pizza.
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What other foods do you enjoy, besides pizza?
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I wish to know what to avoid should I entreat you to join me for dinner.
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Well... I'm not a vegan. Or one of those gluten or sugar or carb free people, I like my food real.
[ basically she's a food dumpster, cap.]
Oh... no monkey brains or any kind of liver. Ex-may on the eating weird organs-ay.
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No? The brain be the best part of the monkey, by far.
[ is he kidding? who knows. ( he's kidding. ) ]
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I've not found one establishment here what serves it, and more's the pity.
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[ and that one's the truth. ]
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So are you going to ask me out? Or should I ask you?
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Hey hotstuff, want to go out on a date with me and nibble on some grub?
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Now that'd be an offer I couldn't refuse.
[ he thinks for a moment, and then writes, ]
There be a restaurant on the ocean what serves some of the typical fare you described. Burgers and fries and belike. Add to this, they serve a variety of fine drinks.
Would such a place suit you?
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( ooc: do you want to action? c: )
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[ let's rock and rolllll!]
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when a quick scan of the restaurant fails to produce kenzi, cassidy pulls up to the bar and places an order for two drinks. they're blue and made primarily of rum, with a breezy coconut flavor that he feels in the hinge of his jaw. as he watches the door, he removes the little paper umbrella and sticks the toothpick end between his teeth. ]
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