Don't worry, I made plenty. You'll be able to eat your fill. [ there is a bit of awkwardness— from the both of them, really— as they dance around the inevitable fact that they're about to cross the line from friends to something intimate, but haven't yet. he grins at her, eyes dipping down for a brief instant when she peels off her coat, taking all of her with an almost greedy eagerness. if it wasn't obvious that he wants her, then the look in his eye when sinks down into the chair sure makes it obvious.
the timer for the rice cooker starts to tick, which is an obvious sign that it's almost done, so he pulls out two shallow bowls and a couple of spoons and, of course, a couple of glasses as well. ] And I can't remember the last time I hosted such a beautiful guest. You want some sake or wine or something to drink? We've also got water. You might want to hydrate considering it's going to be a long night.
[ he winks at her, ignoring the slight feeling of butterflies in his stomach, and hearing the familiar ding of the timer go off, starts to assemble the meal. a generous layer of rice to one side, followed by a big ladle of the sweet but spicy curry to the other with chunks of potato and carrot and beef and onion. there's plenty left in the pot, too, just in case either of them wants seconds.
the table isn't far from the kitchen, so he carries over both bowls and sets one down in front of her, setting the other down opposite from her. flashing her another grin, he repeats his question. ] So... something to drink?
np! i was at a con for most of last week and over the weekend anyway, but should be faster now.
the timer for the rice cooker starts to tick, which is an obvious sign that it's almost done, so he pulls out two shallow bowls and a couple of spoons and, of course, a couple of glasses as well. ] And I can't remember the last time I hosted such a beautiful guest. You want some sake or wine or something to drink? We've also got water. You might want to hydrate considering it's going to be a long night.
[ he winks at her, ignoring the slight feeling of butterflies in his stomach, and hearing the familiar ding of the timer go off, starts to assemble the meal. a generous layer of rice to one side, followed by a big ladle of the sweet but spicy curry to the other with chunks of potato and carrot and beef and onion. there's plenty left in the pot, too, just in case either of them wants seconds.
the table isn't far from the kitchen, so he carries over both bowls and sets one down in front of her, setting the other down opposite from her. flashing her another grin, he repeats his question. ] So... something to drink?