The tables. Where you can sit and eat a meal.

::The waitress leads Justin over and pulls out his chair for him, before handing him a menu once he's seated.::

"If you'd just like to call me over when you're ready to order, can I get you a drink just now?"

::Justin takes the menu from the waitress, smiling politely up at her::

"Yeah, thanks. I think I'll take some wine. White Zynfendell if you have any. Thanks."

::After about ten days of waiting, Justin's food is finally brought to him.::

"On the house, Sir. A bottle of wine too."

::Uncorking the Shiraz Cabernet, he pours Justin an glance and smiles gently.::

"Apologies from Quake for the wait."

::Justin looks up at the waiter and smiles weakly::

"Um, thanks."

(I'm sure as hell never coming back here)

::He eats his meal and downs his bottle of wine glass by glass, getting the most out of the meal he'd given up a large part of his existance for. Finally, he finishes and heads to the restroom for a much needed release after having been trapped at the table for aeons::

:: When she arrives at a table she places the menus down and turns to wait for Lirie and Prieto ::

"If you'd like to take a seat and looks through the menu. When you'tr ready to order just call me over ::

:: She smiles and walks off ::

::Lirie sits down onto one of the chairs and grabs the menu::

(Who cares about the food? I need alcohol and I need it now!!!

::She snarls at the fancy food names and clasp the menu shot::

(They make it to annoy the little guy... it's a goverment conspiracy, I know it is! Who else would want us to eat something thats sounds like... words I cannot pronounce for lack of flexible tongue and will.)

"So... what are you ordering? And is it any good, cause I can't choose..."

(... They all sound like poorly boiled reptiles' limbs that will crawl on my plate until I'll poke them. Then it'll get mad and will attack me! Perhaps just drink to me...?)

:: Prieto shoves the menú away from her, not bothering to look ::

(Fancy restaurants equals fancy food. Fancy food, not my type.)

"I'll just have something to drink. Maybe coke...and rum"

(Warning, akward situation, landing....)

"It's funny. I'm having dinner, with a person who's name I dont know.."

:: She smiles at Lirie, hoping she could take a hint. Then she grabs the menú and looks at the different drinks ::

(Jeesh, what is this? A language course for dummies? I just want a drink!)

::Lirie smiles at the hint and motions the waitress to come while speaking::

"The name's Lirie... and yours?"

:: Prieto snaps out of her thoughts as Lirie speaks ::

"Okay, Lirie. I'm Prieto"

:: She closes the menú and waits for the waitress ::

(I wonder if there's more demons in San Fran. Except for that Link dude. Wonder what happened to him....A long time since he has accused me for following him...Prieto, you need a life, moron.)

::Lirie's blinks, suddenly realizing she's been dizzied out for *cough* a while::

(Good morning, sunshine...)

"Where's that damn waitress? I have things to do, people to annoy..."

::Her eyes scan the restaurant, finally seeing the waitress::

"Hey..."

(Bimbo!)

"... Honey! Can we get some service here?"

:: Prieto smiles at Lirie, and drits away from the real world ::

(I wish something exiting would happen. Witches running in here yelling "Catch that demon"
and I will do a little kickin', flippin' and killin'....Ah...Real life sucks...)

"The service seems alittle..eh...slow here, dont you think?"

::Lirie frowns at the waitress that seems have chosen to ignore her::

"Hell yeah! Perhaps the bleach sinked into her mind and she thinks the voices are from within?"

::She glances at the waitress and the terribly-bleached blonde hair and snarled::

"Mindless entity! Do you know some other place? Cause I think few more minutes looking at her sergically-screwed up face and I'll stab the fork into her right eye..."

(Okay... that was psychotic and violent. Aren't I suppose to be good?)

:: Prieto laughs, a light vey undemonic laugther, and nods ::

"Yeah, ther is suppose to be a place called P3 somewhere...but I dont know if it's open"

(Yup, just get out pf here...I can almost smell the...normality. Ugh, it's killing me...)

::Lirie yanks out the wallet and slams a hundred dollar bill onto the table near Prieto::

"Sorry to be so rude... but I just remember I've got some shit I need to do. So, here's the cab money I promised... or... intended to promise... and... umm... I'll see you around"

(Something to do? What?)

::She hops onto her feet, grabs her bag and after a brief smile heads out of the restaurant::

(Sick... absolutely sick...)

:: Prieto blinks surprised by Lirie's sudden change of mood ::

"Great...just great..."

(I'll just seek solitution somewhere else...Public palces suck.)

:: Prieto grabs the hundred dollar bill and walks out of Quake ::

(I can take the money...I AM a demon...A crappy one..)

:: Prieto sighs and heads for The Magic Shop ::

::Looks over the menu and flags down a waitress::

"All I want is a steak. Medium rare."

::Her poor, neglected stomach protests loudly much to her displeasure::

"Better make it a big steak, and throw in a salad too."

::The waiter leads Ariel and Luke over to a small, intimate candlelit table.::

"Our pre-Valentine's Day table. Here are some menus and I'll be back in a moment to take your orders."

::The waiter disappears into the kitchen then comes back with Ash's food.::

"Here you are ma'am. Enjoy your meal."

::Walks away.::

::He sits down after allowing Ariel to sit. Luke looks through the menu, glancing at the drink options.::

"What do you want? Wine? Champagne? Just pick whatever you want."

(Finally! I thought I was going to have to start gnawing my own arm off!)

::Manages to eat her food slowly and in a civilized way despite how hungry she is. Looks over at Sam watching her::

"Aren't you going to eat?"

::The mermaid looks at the menu.::

"Champagne? Well aren't we a big spender?"

::Humming the tune, the mermaid waves over the waiter and beams up at him.::

(Since he's such a big spender... he won't mind...)

"I'll have the clam cakes, oysters, fillet of plaice, prawn cocktail, mussels, crab meat on rye, lobster... that'll be all, thank you."

::His jaw drops at the amount of food the petite woman was ordering.::

"I'll have what she's having."

::Luke puts down the menu, impressed and confused at the same time as he chuckles to her.::

"You are amazing, you know? Wow. Just 'wow'."

::She smirks and looks startled for the moment at a loud booming sound.::

"What's that??"

::She gets up and walks out onto the veranda.::

::Luke gets up and follows Ariel to the veranda.::

::Doing the gentlemanly thing again, Luke pulls out the chair for Ariel as they arrive to the table. He looks at the empty table.::

"Damn. It's not here yet."

"Oh how kind."

::Ariel drawls in a faux southern accent as she takes the seat on the opposite side of the table::

"Are you holding that seat for yourself?"

"Uh..."

::He looks over, realizes that Ariel decided to sit in the other seat. He sighs and then faintly smiles in embarassment.::

"Yes...of course. Oh right...time for obnoxious yelling."

(I'm such a loser. She's even mocking my accent.)

::Luke turns over to the kitchen, projecting his voice towards that general area.::

"Where's our food?! It's like we've been waiting for two weeks!"

"Oh shut up. The entire board was closed, you can hardly expect the staff here to put in the extra hours."

::The mermaid sighs and drums her nails on the table.::

"Screw it. HURRY UP LOSERS!"

(I love how they have to take our abuse. Muhaha.)

"The board? What in AP's name are you talking about?"

(Crazy...a flaw...but whatever. I'm inclined to homicidal tendencies so whatever.)

::He eyes the bar and the delicious alcoholic beverages on the shelf behind it.::

"Hmm. Since there appears to be no staff available right now, how about we retaliate by drinking all of their booze? I mean, with our obnoxious screaming, I'm sure they slipped in some poison, spat in it or have done unspeaking things to the food."

::A troupe of waiting staff enters from the kitchen carrying plate upon plate of seafood. They set it all - with some difficulty - onto the table the two sit at, and sigh a little. The waitress looks at the mermaid.::

"Anything else, ma'am?"

::Ariel takes a long breath and smells the aroma of all the fish and yucky stuff.::

"We need drinks. I'll have a sherry. When I say "a", I mean, "a bottle of". Okay?"

::Looks expectantly at Luke.::

"An uninterrupted martini."

::He looks at the massive amount of food, almost regretting ordering it all. Luke places the a napkin in his lap and grabs his fork and knife.::

::The waitress returns with their drinks and wishes them a good meal, before leaving with the rest of the staff to the kitchen to make fat jokes about the customers.::

(Screw this, Lukey boy, I'm off. Enjoy your fish, in all aspects, but I'm going to see Chloe. Call me if you need me, bro.)

::Luke feels a little weaker as Lenin exits his body.::

(Okay, then.)

"Mmm...fish and martini. How's your dinner and drink, Ariel?"

::He takes a sip from his martini and sets it back down on the table. Luke grabs his fork and knife and starts with the lobster.::

::Between mouthfuls of various food, Ariel looks up, oyster spilling from her lips as oil trickles down her chin.::

"Yeah, yeah, great."

::She pours herself a sherry and sips it delicately, as one must do with this sort of drink.::

(Damn...)

::Luke stares at the oil running down her chin. Swallowing the piece of lobster, he realizes that it was too big, what with the choking and all. Luke drops his silverware and holds onto his throat, muttering out some words.::

"A...little...help...here..."

::With an irritated sigh, Ariel gets up and looks strangely at her choking companion.::

"And what do you expect me to do?"

::Luke's face turns a little red and not because he was blushing either. He rolls his eyes at Ariel and slowly stands up, finishing his martini. Still choking, he heads off to the bar.::

::Finally manages to finish off her food and watches the seafood pair with a raised eyebrow::

(Well damn, and I thought I was hungry!)

::Finds the stolen wallet and pulls out a couple of bills to cover the meal. After leaving a generous tip since it isn't her money, she turns to address the silent Sam::

"I've been here long enough. If you're still hungry you can stay and eat, but I think I'll go look for trouble somewhere else."

::Hands him some money and then turns and heads towards the Alleyway::