Maybe you serve the sauce in a crystal cup? Or you like do the weird artful drizzle thing?
[ the insecurity of Not Belonging Somewhere Fancy is so real right now, but eiden is stubborn. as simon holds the door open, he takes it and gives him a firm nod and a look that says "don't worry!" the insecurity will have to wait until they've ordered their wings at least? ]
Anyways, who cares. We walk in like we belong here. Keep your head up, dude.
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[ the insecurity of Not Belonging Somewhere Fancy is so real right now, but eiden is stubborn. as simon holds the door open, he takes it and gives him a firm nod and a look that says "don't worry!" the insecurity will have to wait until they've ordered their wings at least? ]
Anyways, who cares. We walk in like we belong here. Keep your head up, dude.
[ he winks. ]
We're gonna get fancy wings.
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[ nods... that makes sense, probably.
anyway, whether that confidence is totally genuine or not, it's kind of contagious, so. ]
Y-yeah! Let's do it!
[ he smiles and heads in!!
and then immediately gets what he feels would probably be a judgmental look from the shadow host if they had discernible faces, but it's fine.
anyway, they're actually getting (judgmentally) led back to a table instead of right back to the front door, so that's better than expected! ]