((time skip!!)
Jan. 28th, 2013 07:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
glitterpawsThe Gardens was the type of resturaunt built for special moments in someone's life. It was for first dates, proposals, wedding anniversaries, wedding receptions ... pretty much, if it had to do with love in some form, the Gardens was there to frame the moment in delicious food, overpriced wine, and a waitstaff full of Fairest.
In retrospect, it could be a little awkward bringing Lucia here. Rowan reflected on this as they waited for a table, both of them slightly under-dressed for the occasions that the Gardens was designed for. No doubt there would be others from their freehold here; it was owned by one of the foremost Spring courtiers, and he hired Fairest or mortals that could easily be Fairest for a reason. Bringing someone from the Autumn Court was sure to merit some comment, for all that he knew one of the chefs was from Autumn as well and they had a Winter Court courtier lurking about in the back.
"Excuse me?" Rowan's attention was drawn away from the ivy, delicate and brilliant green despite the season, and to the Fairest waitress. She was one of the Telluric, he remembered, with a round face that brought to mind the moon and eyes that looked like the night sky. "Your table is ready. This way, please."
In retrospect, it could be a little awkward bringing Lucia here. Rowan reflected on this as they waited for a table, both of them slightly under-dressed for the occasions that the Gardens was designed for. No doubt there would be others from their freehold here; it was owned by one of the foremost Spring courtiers, and he hired Fairest or mortals that could easily be Fairest for a reason. Bringing someone from the Autumn Court was sure to merit some comment, for all that he knew one of the chefs was from Autumn as well and they had a Winter Court courtier lurking about in the back.
"Excuse me?" Rowan's attention was drawn away from the ivy, delicate and brilliant green despite the season, and to the Fairest waitress. She was one of the Telluric, he remembered, with a round face that brought to mind the moon and eyes that looked like the night sky. "Your table is ready. This way, please."
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Date: 2013-02-10 06:25 pm (UTC)"Of course you're not sorry to say it." His ears flicked in the air, but he wasn't truly annoyed. "I'm not too worried. My drink is quite good."
He raised an eyebrow at her and took another sip of his drink. "It is nothing." That'd annoy her more than an actual answer. She'd find out soon.
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Date: 2013-02-11 01:24 am (UTC)Lucia shook her head. "The bartender and the cook aren't the same person." She paused before adding, "Or at least, I hope this place could afford two different people for the job."
She scrunched her nose. "Which means it's stupid, I bet."
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Date: 2013-02-11 01:41 am (UTC)Rowan wrinkled his nose at her. "Any business that bothers to find the best gardeners it can for the setting will go way out of their way to find the best in food. 'Tis only logical."
"Nothing I say or think is silly, thank you very much."
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Date: 2013-02-12 01:30 am (UTC)"Riiight," she drawled. "And you say you aren't thinking too highly of yourself. Uh-huh." Did Rowan tend to his ego like he tended to his plants? Lucia wondered sometimes. Just sometimes.
Lucia's laughter came out in sharp bark before it abruptly quieted into something soft and hoarse. "You're going to make me choke on my drink, d--" Oh, nope. Not in this kind of public area. "You'll kill me by laughter. I see through your plan!"
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Date: 2013-02-13 01:05 am (UTC)He raised a haughty eyebrow at her laughter, and his ears turned out in mock-irritation. "Just because you're too unwilling to waste your ~precious brain space~ to see it doesn't mean the rest of the world isn't immune to my brilliance." Rowan caught the beginnings of dear, and was thankful she was quick enough to catch it.
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Date: 2013-02-13 11:23 pm (UTC)Lucia shook her head slowly. "Oh, you wish! You may be good, but I wouldn't call you brilliant." She knocked back some more of her drink. "Maybe if you could make better drinks than this place, I'll call you brilliant."
(TIME SKIP DINNER WAS GOOD ROWAN LOST A LOT OF MONEY, ETC.?)