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[glitterpaws]

The 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."

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[junelight]

As soon as they pulled up to the restaurant, Lucia frowned before shaking her head. Of course Rowan would bring them to a place like this. Pretty and sparkling and full of Fairest.

Sighing, she refrained from complaining like she said she would although she wished he had told her just how fancy the restaurant they'd go to so maybe she'd be a little less under-dressed. Sticking out like a sore but pale thumb bothered her, especially in a place that screamed Spring Court.

As soon as they were seated and the waitress left them alone, she couldn't keep the complaint at bay and said reproachfully, "You could have told me to be a little more fancy."