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[ Woah, good thing we're crazy rich here or this would have been a bad idea. ]
You can buy sandwiches too-- hey, try one of those, too.
[ ...Alright, so Red's not helping his own wallet, but that's okay. It's Cilan, and he's finding himself putting in a nice order for himself.
Once they're done, they'll need to wait for their order to be brought over them properly, allowing them to sit in their seat while the sandwiches and teas are prepared. Don't worry Cilan, we'll have it over in the next tag. ]
I come here to try the cakes when they have a new fruit in season. And the tea. My mother's a big fan of teas, so it's just a thing I do.
[ He's got his hands on his chair, leaning somewhat shyly but happily against it. ]
We can take some back for everyone. They sell the tea they make here too.
Oh, that would be wonderful! I'd like to have a few of these tea flavors for home too, but I'll wait until we're about to leave before I'll order some for us to take with us.
[Soon there will be nothing to drink but tea all day, every day as far as Cilan is concerned.]
I might also have to look at a few more of these cookies and biscuits, too, so that I can find something that Pansage, Crustle, and Stunfisk will like as well.
You should get Crustle a 'rock cake' to try! [ Hehe! ] They sell box collections of the biscuits and cookies. Next time I come, I'll buy more than the macaroons for everyone!
[ But hello hello, here's a waitress coming over with their tea pots, cups, and their food selection all fancily served. Please enjoy, thank you very much.
When they leave, which Red waits for, he winks at Cilan. ]
You can take a bite out of my food if you let me take a bite out of yours!
Huh? [Cilan tilts his head a little at that, before he then actually holds the cookie up higher, where the other boy could easily lean over and take a bite of it for himself from where Cilan's holding it.]
[Cilan takes the half of cookie offered, before he breaks his own offered white chocolate chip and peanut-butter cookie in half to allow Red to take as he tries this fudge and raisin one.]
[ There's that weird feeling again, something so simple as watching Cilan enjoying himself making him too giddy to make sense, and so similar to what he's been catching himself experiencing around him lately. Red ducks his head, the half of the cookie received in his hand, and he hums before taking a bite -- and it's nice, just as he knew it would be, but it's not the sweetest thing on his mind.
He should've brought Cilan here earlier. Much earlier. The air warms comfortably around him as his gaze seems to daze off, thinking about the other things they could do than go straight back home, his chewing slowing with his thoughts. There were a few activities he saw, an ice skating rink set up for the summer, maybe a look through some more shops...
Sorry, we're just getting distracted here, don't mind us. ]
is this the part where I'm going to have to start apologizing again
[Cilan, too, is quite happy to see that Red appears to be enjoying himself here. This is so nice, getting to hang out in such a great place with our best friend...
... But then, Cilan remembers something that he needs to ask.]
[... Cilan's face is doing that weird thing it did before the second or last time he talked about Sonia in front of Red, a slight shade of pink coloring his face as he talks...]
I've been meaning to prepare something for her, as well as help with teaching her a recipe for a type of dessert in the kitchen... or at least I hope she would like the idea of this taste...
[ Cilan why is your face doing that weird thing, who even does that, it's Weird. ]
So... you want to spend a day in the kitchen with her? [ Is he getting this right, his gaze flicking between his plate and Cilan's face just to see that yep, that weird look is still there.
But he shrugs it off, or shrugs anyway when what he thinks Cilan's concern might be. ]
You don't have to worry about me or the pokémon and the porrings if you're gonna be busy, I'll get my own food. [ Ah- ] Do you want me to look after your guys too?
Alright. Maybe I'll check out Shaarnath then. I've been meaning to go back and check on the wurms...
Is that okay with you? I'll bring the pokémon back the next day. [ Since hey, if he gets a week-long ticket then he doesn't need to pay the full price again for a quick trip back.
He finishes of the rest of his biscuit, nothing strange about that other than Cilan's weird expression at the start there. Right? Right. ]
That sounds like an excellent idea! I think they'll love it.
[Much more exciting and interesting for them than Cilan making weird faces around Sonia, that's for sure. But at least he's not making that face now, as he smiles brightly.]
Thank you for doing this for me Red, I really appreciate it!
You don't have to thank me, it's just a cooking lesson! [ Just a boring, old, normal thing and nothing else. ] Anyway, you take care of the porrings all the time for me. I should take them out with me more. And your pokémon are always fun to be around.
[ He's smiling brightly back, something quick about his words but lively all the same. He takes a tart from his platter, breaking it in a careful half like-- everything is normal. Like he isn't trying to avoid anything else being said to his assumption about Cilan's cheery mood. Like there's not a part of him that wants to ask him about that face he makes, why it's about Sonia, why he cares--
The crust of the pastry crumbles, and a few of the berries on top fall off, and Red murmurs a small noise as the sticky sweetness gets over his fingers. Oops-- he reaches for a serviette to wipe that away, rubbing rather roughly to get it off. ]
[ Maybe he does need another one, for where he's tried to wipe off the sauce, it's become hard and stuck on his fingers, leaving torn off fractions of the serviette on them, as if glue. Red looks between the one he has and the fresh one offered...
...Napkins aren't the answer here. Frustration hums from his mouth, and then he's standing up, shaking his head and keeping his palms facing himself. ]
There's a wash room. I'll wash up and be back in a sec.
[ No big deal, it's a lucky thing there's even a wash room at all. But off Red will go for a minute to go and clear off the mess, the tart that's been left behind on the crumbled napkin looking dry indeed, and the berries more a vile colour than they probably should. Did they look like that before? It looks like something his gengar would spit out.
But don't be nosy. That's rude.
Red eventually returns, clean hands and no patches of paper napkins stuck to his hands and an embarrassed smile once he sits back down. ]
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You can buy sandwiches too-- hey, try one of those, too.
[ ...Alright, so Red's not helping his own wallet, but that's okay. It's Cilan, and he's finding himself putting in a nice order for himself.
Once they're done, they'll need to wait for their order to be brought over them properly, allowing them to sit in their seat while the sandwiches and teas are prepared. Don't worry Cilan, we'll have it over in the next tag. ]
I come here to try the cakes when they have a new fruit in season. And the tea. My mother's a big fan of teas, so it's just a thing I do.
[ He's got his hands on his chair, leaning somewhat shyly but happily against it. ]
We can take some back for everyone. They sell the tea they make here too.
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[Soon there will be nothing to drink but tea all day, every day as far as Cilan is concerned.]
I might also have to look at a few more of these cookies and biscuits, too, so that I can find something that Pansage, Crustle, and Stunfisk will like as well.
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[ But hello hello, here's a waitress coming over with their tea pots, cups, and their food selection all fancily served. Please enjoy, thank you very much.
When they leave, which Red waits for, he winks at Cilan. ]
You can take a bite out of my food if you let me take a bite out of yours!
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[In fact, here, do you wanna try one of the cookies we ordered, we'll get one out and hold it out for you to take.]
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What? You're not gonna feed it to me like you did the wedding cake?
[ Couple cake, wedding cake. Same thing. ]
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Here, is this better?
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No, I'm okay. Here, take it! [ Haha. ]
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[Cilan takes the half of cookie offered, before he breaks his own offered white chocolate chip and peanut-butter cookie in half to allow Red to take as he tries this fudge and raisin one.]
Mm, this has a good taste! Sweet, and satisfying!
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He should've brought Cilan here earlier. Much earlier. The air warms comfortably around him as his gaze seems to daze off, thinking about the other things they could do than go straight back home, his chewing slowing with his thoughts. There were a few activities he saw, an ice skating rink set up for the summer, maybe a look through some more shops...
Sorry, we're just getting distracted here, don't mind us. ]
is this the part where I'm going to have to start apologizing again
... But then, Cilan remembers something that he needs to ask.]
Hey, Red?
This Is Fine
Yeah?
we are okay with the events currently unfolding
This may sound strange to suddenly ask about, but... what would you think if I wanted to invite Sonia over for dinner sometime this week?
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Sure. I don't mind.
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[... Cilan's face is doing that weird thing it did before the second or last time he talked about Sonia in front of Red, a slight shade of pink coloring his face as he talks...]
I've been meaning to prepare something for her, as well as help with teaching her a recipe for a type of dessert in the kitchen... or at least I hope she would like the idea of this taste...
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So... you want to spend a day in the kitchen with her? [ Is he getting this right, his gaze flicking between his plate and Cilan's face just to see that yep, that weird look is still there.
But he shrugs it off, or shrugs anyway when what he thinks Cilan's concern might be. ]
You don't have to worry about me or the pokémon and the porrings if you're gonna be busy, I'll get my own food. [ Ah- ] Do you want me to look after your guys too?
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[He's so glad that you're so understanding Red, and at the second question, he nods.]
That might not be a bad idea, actually. Pansage might stick around, but I'm not sure Crustle and Stunfisk would have as much fun in the kitchen...
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[ The weekend is Cilan's free time and all. ]
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[... That's not too much trouble for you to be out of the house on that day, is it?]
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Is that okay with you? I'll bring the pokémon back the next day. [ Since hey, if he gets a week-long ticket then he doesn't need to pay the full price again for a quick trip back.
He finishes of the rest of his biscuit, nothing strange about that other than Cilan's weird expression at the start there. Right? Right. ]
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[Much more exciting and interesting for them than Cilan making weird faces around Sonia, that's for sure. But at least he's not making that face now, as he smiles brightly.]
Thank you for doing this for me Red, I really appreciate it!
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[ He's smiling brightly back, something quick about his words but lively all the same. He takes a tart from his platter, breaking it in a careful half like-- everything is normal. Like he isn't trying to avoid anything else being said to his assumption about Cilan's cheery mood. Like there's not a part of him that wants to ask him about that face he makes, why it's about Sonia, why he cares--
The crust of the pastry crumbles, and a few of the berries on top fall off, and Red murmurs a small noise as the sticky sweetness gets over his fingers. Oops-- he reaches for a serviette to wipe that away, rubbing rather roughly to get it off. ]
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But then he blinks at the pastry falling apart in Red's hands.]
Oh dear, it looks like that one was a little too soft, perhaps...
[Here, do you wanna borrow one of our napkins too, because he's reaching to grab another to offer for his friend.]
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[ Maybe he does need another one, for where he's tried to wipe off the sauce, it's become hard and stuck on his fingers, leaving torn off fractions of the serviette on them, as if glue. Red looks between the one he has and the fresh one offered...
...Napkins aren't the answer here. Frustration hums from his mouth, and then he's standing up, shaking his head and keeping his palms facing himself. ]
There's a wash room. I'll wash up and be back in a sec.
[ No big deal, it's a lucky thing there's even a wash room at all. But off Red will go for a minute to go and clear off the mess, the tart that's been left behind on the crumbled napkin looking dry indeed, and the berries more a vile colour than they probably should. Did they look like that before? It looks like something his gengar would spit out.
But don't be nosy. That's rude.
Red eventually returns, clean hands and no patches of paper napkins stuck to his hands and an embarrassed smile once he sits back down. ]
That was a mess! No tart for me, I guess.
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Here, you can have one of mine: this one should have a suitable taste for you, I think.
[No chance for making a mess with this biscuit, aside from crumbs maybe?]
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