[ she looks at the menu properly this time, surveying the options. she purses her lips as she considers what could be the most outlandish thing she wants... and it turns out it's the one thing she genuinely wants to get. ]
I actually want a steak. [ she scrunches up her nose as though she's surprised by this herself. ] Ooo, they have baked potato, too. I doubt it's as good as yours, but...
[ she scrunches her face in disgust as she slides her foot up his leg to rest it awkwardly on his knee. perhaps she should behave until they have their food, but katherine's never quite seen sense when stefan's around.
she hums. ] Hm. Let me guess what you'll get… Either the salmon because you're a masochist or… [ clucking her tongue, she turns the menu over, surveys it, and then returns to the side she was on. ] Pasta? You seem like a pasta boy today.
[ and she means it fondly. she lowers her menu and closes it, placing it on the table before her. resting one hand on top of the other, she leans toward him and smiles at him. ]
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[ she looks at the menu properly this time, surveying the options. she purses her lips as she considers what could be the most outlandish thing she wants... and it turns out it's the one thing she genuinely wants to get. ]
I actually want a steak. [ she scrunches up her nose as though she's surprised by this herself. ] Ooo, they have baked potato, too. I doubt it's as good as yours, but...
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( he reaches underneath the table and slides his fingers against her ankle, giving it a squeeze before he picks up the menu. )
I guess I should avoid fish if I want to be kissed tonight.
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[ she scrunches her face in disgust as she slides her foot up his leg to rest it awkwardly on his knee. perhaps she should behave until they have their food, but katherine's never quite seen sense when stefan's around.
she hums. ] Hm. Let me guess what you'll get… Either the salmon because you're a masochist or… [ clucking her tongue, she turns the menu over, surveys it, and then returns to the side she was on. ] Pasta? You seem like a pasta boy today.
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( there's a difference. he doesn't know the difference, he just knows there is one and he laughs, rubbing her calf. )
Maybe I'll change it up since you seem to calling me predictable.
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[ and she means it fondly. she lowers her menu and closes it, placing it on the table before her. resting one hand on top of the other, she leans toward him and smiles at him. ]
I like it. It's very comforting.
[ pasta boy. ]
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( does that make him not comforting? )
With a potato?
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Then I'd think that I inspired you. Copycats are only adorable when they look like you.
[ and only like stefan. ]