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his smile was soft, the waiter came over the waiter began talking, " bonjour, good evening, Here are the menus, may i get you started with any drinks?" he asked, elias responded, " ill do an unsweet iced tea, " The waiter nodded asking emery, " and for you ma'am?" |
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-Unsweet? Yuck.- Emery thought, deciding to go simple. "I'll just have an iced sweet tea," She informed, elaborating on the 'sweet' as the waiter hurried off. |
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" sweet tea? yuck" he crosses his arms, acting like a child. He looks at her offended expression. - the waiter returns with the drinks |
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"Says the one who got unsweet tea, who actually likes that stuff? Too bitter, personally." She mused, thanking the waiter before taking a sip. |
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" Unsweet tea, is very superior." he thanked the waiter, ordering shirmp linguini. He looked at emery as she ordered, he took the lemon off of his tea and sat it down on a naplkin -ew, lemons- |
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Emery ordered a simple chicken parmesean, handing off her menu with a 'thank you'. She rolled her eyes when he said unsweet was superior, chuckling. "See, that's one of the few things I disagree on with you." |
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" and i disagree with white choclate mochas." he teases, his fingers fidgeting with themselved - The waiter returned with the food, he began enjoying it, occasionaly wiping his mouth on a napkin. |
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"And that," She paused for dramatic effect. "Is why I bumped into you with one that day in the coffee shop." Emery teased, the waiter setting her food down as she started eating. |
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He chuckled slightly. his gaze falling onto the cityline. his expression calm, not fidgeting anymore. he was comfortable with her. |
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Emery watched as his gaze fell to the cityline, noting how he wasn't fidgeting any longer. Good, meant he was comfortable with him. She finished eating, wiping her mouth with a napkin. |
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