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. ]
[ kenzy loves cheese. and this place is definitely cheesy as she walks in, she's not about to complain. kitschy is her thing and by the time she spots the pirate, she's in love with this place.
she moves through the bar to reach him, wearing an outfit that encompasses her style but not her personality exactly.]
Please tell me you're Cassidy and I'm not being Punk'd. [ because hot damn ]
[ even if he hadn't been looking out for her, it would've been impossible for him to miss kenzi's entrance. nor does he miss the several heads that turn as she approaches the bar, and a smile curves the corner of his mouth. the umbrella is dropped beside his glass, momentarily forgotten. ]
Aye, that be me. [ he bends in a slight bow. ] Captain Hawking, at your service.
[ turning towards the bar, he grabs her drink and offers it to her. ]
Might I say, Miss Kenzi, that you're even lovelier in person than in your picture.
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What other foods do you enjoy, besides pizza?
I wish to know what to avoid should I entreat you to join me for dinner.
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.
Edited 2016-09-06 08:21 pm (UTC)
No? The brain be the best part of the monkey, by far.
[ is he kidding? who knows. ( he's kidding. ) ]
I've not found one establishment here what serves it, and more's the pity.
[ and that one's the truth. ]
So are you going to ask me out? Or should I ask you?
Hey hotstuff, want to go out on a date with me and nibble on some grub?
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?
( ooc: do you want to action? c: )
[ 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. ]
aaaction
she moves through the bar to reach him, wearing an outfit that encompasses her style but not her personality exactly.]
Please tell me you're Cassidy and I'm not being Punk'd. [ because hot damn ]
Aye, that be me. [ he bends in a slight bow. ] Captain Hawking, at your service.
[ turning towards the bar, he grabs her drink and offers it to her. ]
Might I say, Miss Kenzi, that you're even lovelier in person than in your picture.