( a curious repetition, and like a dog called by the sound of food, her head whips around at the little ding from the window--and the disappointing 'splat' of noodles on the other side. given that he hadn't really taken much to the sour soda, she doubts he's going to like his noodles drenched in sour sauce.
with a soft sigh, like a mother tending to a child, she reaches for both of his hands, holding them together in a tight squeeze. )
Sometimes it's not enough to rely on magic. Come on. What do you think about grilled cheese?
( dropping his hands, she carefully steps forward, further into the kitchen--if it's a proper restaurant, then there's definitely a fridge or a freezer back here somewhere, full of ingredients, and now she's determined to find it. )
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( a curious repetition, and like a dog called by the sound of food, her head whips around at the little ding from the window--and the disappointing 'splat' of noodles on the other side. given that he hadn't really taken much to the sour soda, she doubts he's going to like his noodles drenched in sour sauce.
with a soft sigh, like a mother tending to a child, she reaches for both of his hands, holding them together in a tight squeeze. )
Sometimes it's not enough to rely on magic. Come on. What do you think about grilled cheese?
( dropping his hands, she carefully steps forward, further into the kitchen--if it's a proper restaurant, then there's definitely a fridge or a freezer back here somewhere, full of ingredients, and now she's determined to find it. )