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Post by Deathy on Jan 9, 2011 22:45:35 GMT -5
Simon laughed when she stopped and confessed to leading them in the wrong direction It’s cool, I would have got us even more lost he reviled as they turned and walked in the other direction. For the time the trek took Simon spent it accepting her apologies and grinning contentedly, happy with the fact that his shoes were getting dryer.
When they reached the bistro Simon was mostly dry and looking forward to getting onto the air con. thanks he said and walked through, pushing the door again so it didn’t hit her as she walked in. And in return I will purchases you an ice cream, biggest they got he said happily you pick the table or me? he asked, relived to be in the air on.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 10, 2011 0:13:56 GMT -5
The thought of ice-cream sent a ripple down Impera's spine or was it the aircon on her damp clothes? With a small smile she walked in looking at the cashiers for any signs that they were going to send them out. Nope, i think we're good, she thought to herself. "The biggest they got? Are you sure? I shouted the ice-cream!" She then walked a little more inside instead of standing in the door. Her green orbs surveyed the small cafe for an empty and comfy looking place. "Me I'll pick," she said happily continuing to look over the area. When it came to tables Impera was as fussy as an overly spoilt cat on holiday. She pointed to an empty table close to the kitchen where the chairs where bolted to the wall and covered in cushions. It looked comfy. It wasn't exactly a table, more like a booth. It was, as well, close to an air conditioner. "How bout that one over there?" she asked pointing to the booth. Without waiting for an answer she made her way through the labyrinth of tables and chairs making her way to the booth. She paused and turned to Simon and smile played across her lips. "Drinks, pie and ice-cream." was all she said and continued.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 10, 2011 7:37:17 GMT -5
yeah well, you just said you’d by me pie he said following her inside the door and looking around to see if any of the bistro staff were running at them angrily. so I’ll by you ice cream he explained as she looked around, he was happy to let her pick. Normally he picked a seat in the far corner, if he sat in the middle he felt like he was interrupting the flow of the café, bistro or wherever he was. He looked where she pointed and almost purred, but he stopped himself just in time. oh goody it’s under the air con! good choice he said, noting the comfy seats and the fact that it wasn’t in the middle of everything. He followed after her, making use of the path she cut so he didn’t have to bump into anybody and have them yell at him, this happened a lot. He nearly bumped into her when she stopped Drinks, pie and ice-cream. Simon smiled best meal ever! he exclaimed following her to the table and waiting before he sat so she could choose a seat. which side do you want? he asked, not knowing what side she liked to sit on.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 10, 2011 19:44:55 GMT -5
Impera agreed happily and stood in front of the table. Her hand flew to her chin, a mindless thinking reaction, as she decided where to sit. Simon asked which side she wanted and in return she laughed. It seemed as if she was always just one step ahead of him. Continuing to stare at the table she finally chose a spot. The chair on the right furtherest from the air conditioners breeze. "Come, come! Sit!" she urged with her ever present and genuine smile. She reached for one of the dessert menu's which was against the wall pressed against the napkins. Accessing the menu quickly she found the ice-cream section. "Page 3" She said aloud to Simon. There was so many ice-cream flavours. It was so hard for her to pick just one. They had the classics like strawberry, vanilla and chocolate but then they had the more kids/fun flavours like cookies and cream, caramel and bubblegum. After a few minutes of mulling over the flavours she had finally decided what she want for ice-cream. Now had Simon figured out what pie he wanted? "Figured out which pie you want?" she asked and then said, "apple i'm guessing" She gave a small giggle and then put the dessert menu down and grabbed the drinks menu. She already had an idea of what she wanted. A double choc thickshake with whipped cream and chocolate powder on top. Very childish but she absolutely loved it. She handed the drinks menu to Simon knowing they already had thickshakes. "I'm ready to order, how bout you, Si?"
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Post by Deathy on Jan 10, 2011 20:49:44 GMT -5
come on, sit Simon sat down and smiled as the air con blew over him in cool wave, he was also very glad they had dried out on the way or they would have soaked the seats threw by now. Reaching across he grabbed a menu of his own and began to flick, pages moving around his fingers. page three, you say? he said flipping back to it he grinned there is so many of them he laughed, then he nodded yep apple pie all the way! he declared as he took the drinks menu off her, he flipped pages looking through the choices, there were many and Simon who was never good at making choices was having a hard time deciding, eventually he settled on a spider, he loved the sweet fizzyness of the drink and had them at almost any given opportunity. yep, I’m ready to order he agreed and looked around for a waiter.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 13, 2011 23:04:08 GMT -5
Impera giggled as he declared he would be eating the apple pie rather than the blueberry or the rhubarb pie. Simon stated he was ready to order and so at the same moment Impera looked around for a waiter or waitress. Then again it could be one of those get up and order then we’ll bring it to you places. A look of concern crossed her features as she thought of this then it quickly disappeared as she spoke. She leaned towards him. “Maybe we have to get up and order..?” She whispered suspiciously as if discussing evidence in front of a suspect.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 13, 2011 23:28:50 GMT -5
Simon leaned over hand in front of his mouth and whispered back maybe we do Simon looked around, not seeing any waiter either and then out of the corner of his eye he saw a man in a uniform. look there he whispered, pointing at the waiter like he was some rare species of animal I see one he paused thinking for a moment how do we attracted it’s attention? he asked her, face dead pan, not a muscle twitching, but his eyes where bright, brown ovals dancing inside his skull. He hadn’t had so much fun in ages, and as far as he was concerned it was only getting better.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 14, 2011 0:00:07 GMT -5
With a childish grin she stifled a laugh and covered her mouth trying to stay as quiet as possible. She followed his gaze to the fully uniformed waiter wiping down a table. In an instant she wanted to burst out in laughter but new otherwise not to because 'it was an endangered species you know?'. "I know of but only one way to attract a waiter when they are preoccupied." it came out as a bit of a mumble because her hand was in the way, she removed it and continued, "Annoy their periveral vision!" In one swift movement she eyed the waiter and raised one hand in the air as if she was at school and waiting to answer a question. With a smile she said "I call this the helicopter, i used this in primary school." She began to wave her arm in the arm quickly and in one circle as if it was a helicopter blade. The waiter still didn't seem to notice. She paused and looked at Simon. "Join in! It's fine!" She continued to wave her arm but it seemed as if the waiter wasn't going to be coming near them anytime soon. "I'm all out of ideas..you got any?" she asked finally putting her no tired arm down.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 14, 2011 2:52:55 GMT -5
Simons face was completely blank as she leaned whispered in his ear. Then she showed him her stunning plan of waving her arm in the air, that almost sent him into fits of laughed and then he joined in waving his arm like a man desperate for a cab. The waiter didn’t seem to notice there desperate waving and Simon’s hand fell down soon after Imp’s did. I’m all outa ideas you got any? she asked him. Simon thought for a moment rubbing his chin and then grinned same plan as before, we use violent movement to attract the beast, but this time we use both hands and yell polite things such as he put on a squeaky English accent sir? Excuse me sir? May I have some service here sir? Are you ignoring me sir? That should annoy him so much that he comes over Simon whispered, grinning the whole time.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 16, 2011 21:00:59 GMT -5
She watched as the waiter continued clearing the tables completely oblivious to Simon and herself. How such a waiter could miss the only two people in the cafe was beyond her but she soon broke into an excited smile as Simon spoke. "Same plan, got it!" she said rubbing her shoulder getting ready to swing it about like a helicopter. It was still a bit saw from her previous attempt but she couldn't have cared any less. She let out a small giggle at Simon's polite English voice. Impera had never tried to do an English accent, actually she had never really tried to put on a different accent. She liked her own. She gave a small cough and cleared her throat ready to give the accent a try. "So like: Sir, you sir, sir, excuse me sir?" Her accent wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst. As long as it sounded English it didn't matter. She took in a long breath ready to annoy the waiter. "Ready?" she asked slowly raising her arms which had been sitting on the table like bits of driftwood.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 18, 2011 3:05:50 GMT -5
Simon grinned at her as she picked up the plan at lightning speed yep, that’s it exactly he told he trying not to laugh at her first shot at a British accent, for a first timer she did it rather well sure your not part British? he asked jokingly his eyes on the waiter, timing it so they began to wave at just the right moment oh yeah, I’m ready? You? The waiter finished cleaning the table and stood up, leaning back, hands on his spinal cord in an attempt to stretch it back out straight. Counting to five Simon whispered now! to his partner in crime and stood up, both arms swirling in the air sir? Good sir, I feel the need for some apple pie! his accent, British and pompous as they come and Ice cream my good man! Sir? Sir?
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 20, 2011 4:25:02 GMT -5
Impera let out a little giggle at the partial compliment then nodded and flexed her fingers ready to wave. She cleared her throat and watched the waiter as did Simon. It was almost like the two of them were predators and the poor waiter was the prey. As soon as Simon hit 5 she was already waving her arms about. Simon was the first to speak. She laughed and cleared her throat putting on a serious face. “Sir! Sir, please! Turn around! Sir, excuse me sir!” she continued to wave her arms harder until finally the waiter turned around. He looked somewhat frustrated with the both of them. Impera smiled happily and reached for her wallet. The waiter pulled out a pen and paper and looked at the both of them. He seemed over it. Whatever it was. Work maybe? “What can I get you two, today? Would you like to hear our specials?” Impera looked towards Simon and urged him to order first.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 20, 2011 5:53:30 GMT -5
Waiterrrrrrr! I have not got all day good sir! he called his grinning growing to two times it’s size when Imp joined in almost as soon has he had started. The waiter had seen them! Some what reluctantly coming over to the table, pulling his note book out as he came. Na, I’m good Simon said smiling at the waiter his expression generating warmth and welcome, or at least trying too. Eyes glazing with the effort of using his brain, I’d would like a slice, no wait two slices on apple pie, a spider and, no that’s it thanks he told the waiter his hands searching his pockets for coin. Your turn Imp! he said distractedly, hands in his pockets.
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Post by tehchessie on Jan 20, 2011 22:19:59 GMT -5
The waiter was clearly not amused by Simon and Impera’s actions but did it bother Impera? Absolutely not. As Simon ordered he seemed happy that his plan had worked. Impera was more than happy for him, had her plan of worked it would have been a little too easy. Challenges were more fun. “Your turn Imp!” Simon said searching for something, possibly his money. “Okay,” She held the menu in front of her, upside down of course, considering she already knew exactly what she wanted. “How’s the sammiches? Are they nice?” She asked. The waiter opened his mouth to answer but she quickly butted in. “On second thought, I’ll have a big bowl of cookies and cream ice-cream, and can there be real oreo’s in it? And I’d also like a double chocolate milkshake but hold back on the shake.” She put the menu down and smiled at him. “And I want whipped cream on top of the thickshake.” The waiter wrote it down and sighed. He left and place the order in the kitchen. Impera smiled at Simon. “Did you find it?” she asked simply.
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Post by Deathy on Jan 20, 2011 22:38:19 GMT -5
Simons hand came out of his pocket gripping a fist full of gold coins yep! I found me money! he said happily as the waiter stalked away grumbling, Simon dropped the coins onto the table top and they clattered across the table in a golden wave. Where’s the menu gone? he asked looking around the table needed count up how much I just spent he explained, grinning at her, his hands busy sorting the coins into piles of $5 I only brought a handful of coins cause I didn’t think that I was going to be buying anything Simon had just set out for a walk to explore the town, being pushed into a fountain and then being saved by one of nicest people he had ever meet had not been in his plan for the afternoon, not that I mind, it was a boring plan anyway
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