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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 22:44:45 GMT -5
"We probably do..." Siren says, smerking. "Or atleast enough people who can control one aspect or another to get atleast one nice day."
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 22:53:39 GMT -5
Humm . . . *Del weights the pros and cons of inside verses out side.* Lighting would be easire to control inside but maybe if we had some artstudents to do sculptures we could put them outside, and of course if the concert half was out side in the evening it could be very nice. *Del continues. The waitress returns with two plates of the special; three pancakes and four pieces of bacon.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 22:55:35 GMT -5
Siren munches happily on his bacon, amused by Dels analretentiveness. He actually snares some of Delphi's bacon as well.
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 22:57:56 GMT -5
*Del gives Siren a jokeingly angry look when he grabs some of her bacon, really she knows she is only eatting three pieces and half her pancakes. She nabbs the maple syrup first and drowns her pancakes in it, then offers the syrup to Siren, before she starts to eat.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:00:08 GMT -5
Siren opts for no syurp, claiming it to be too sweet for his tastes, and digs in ala carte. The two enjoy small talk over breakfast, also enjoying the peacefulness of the setting.
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 23:03:01 GMT -5
*Once they are done the waitress has stopped by and handed them the check, Del grabs it.* You got stabbed, breakfast is my treat, and FYI I'm gonna win this argument so just let me, ok? *Del says smiling sweetly.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:04:08 GMT -5
Siren opens his mouth, almost ready to argue when she interupts him. He narrows his eyes, and shuts his mouth. "... how do I know you're not just saying that?"
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 23:06:59 GMT -5
You don't. *Del says as she leans over the table giving Siren a quick kiss and then getting up. She walks over to the chash register and pays. She returns to the table and puts the tip down as she sits back down.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:08:30 GMT -5
"Oh, c'mon!" He protests. "I'm the one working here... You're a struggling college student!"
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 23:11:07 GMT -5
Yea and I can treat everyonce and a while, it is a woman's peroggative. *Del says cheekly, she loves it when Siren plays the gallant gentelman. She feels special.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:12:37 GMT -5
"Ppssht." He waves his hand. "This has nothing to do with a 'womans perogatve'.... at least let me get the tip?"
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 23:14:45 GMT -5
No, next time you can but this time it is mine. Besides I called it. Now come on let's go. *Del says getting up in an effort to end the argument.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:15:25 GMT -5
"Fine. But I get to drive." he says, psudosulking, and smiling slightly.
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Sept 9, 2004 23:17:37 GMT -5
You have to. I can't, legally or other wise. Actually that is something you could do with me later if you have time . . . I kinda need some one to teach me how to drive. *Del says sheepishly as they leave the diner.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Sept 9, 2004 23:18:30 GMT -5
Siren chuckles. "I know.... I don't think I'm legally qualified to give you your licence, though." He says, as they pick up their helmets.
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