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lovemykilt) wrote2012-06-04 04:26 pm
lovemykilt) wrote2012-06-04 04:26 pm
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Oswald Restaurant, Santa Cruz, Monday night
"You know I don't mind cooking for us, right?" Priestly asked, balking a little as Tish led him towards the restaurant door by the hand. "I even really like it."
"Priestly," Tish said, stopping and turning to look at him without letting go of his hand. "You've been working double shifts all weekend to cover for Piper while she and Noah and Julia are at Disneyland. You need a break from cooking."
Priestly opened his mouth to protest again, and Tish pressed a finger to his lips. "And you look fine," she said. "There's no dress code, they're not going to kick you out for having a mohawk, and it's my turn to feed us and I don't cook so I say we get to have dinner in a fancy restaurant."
Priestly kissed the finger on his lips. "Okay. But I reserve the right to be snooty if their food isn't as good as mine."
Tish smiled. "I'm looking forward to it, even. Now come on, I want to get a table outside before they fill up." It was a gorgeous night, cool and bright under the full moon, the earlier cloudiness having mostly cleared up.
And, well, if an outdoor table would make them more visible and easier tostalk spy on observe, then so be it.
[ooc: for the sneaky shipper spies and slow-play.]
"Priestly," Tish said, stopping and turning to look at him without letting go of his hand. "You've been working double shifts all weekend to cover for Piper while she and Noah and Julia are at Disneyland. You need a break from cooking."
Priestly opened his mouth to protest again, and Tish pressed a finger to his lips. "And you look fine," she said. "There's no dress code, they're not going to kick you out for having a mohawk, and it's my turn to feed us and I don't cook so I say we get to have dinner in a fancy restaurant."
Priestly kissed the finger on his lips. "Okay. But I reserve the right to be snooty if their food isn't as good as mine."
Tish smiled. "I'm looking forward to it, even. Now come on, I want to get a table outside before they fill up." It was a gorgeous night, cool and bright under the full moon, the earlier cloudiness having mostly cleared up.
And, well, if an outdoor table would make them more visible and easier to
[ooc: for the sneaky shipper spies and slow-play.]
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"We're not trying to ruin your date," she said, reluctantly pulling off her wig. Yep, she was a complete twin to Piper. Weird, huh? "If we did, we really didn't mean to."
Because that would give her some kind of moral victory. They'd been here to hopefully watch Tess ruin her own date and take extensive notes on her flaws and all the ways she was inferior to Dinah.
Very different than actively attempting to ruin things.
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Someone was still upset about being called a crazy creep.
"And to be totally honest, we don't care about you; just him. And we wouldn't hurt Priestly like that. He's our friend, no matter what." Duh. "Karla and I live too far away to see him often but we still worry. When we heard he finally asked you out, we had to come see."
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In order to get yet more information on how she was less awesome than Dinah. As you do.
"You're the first female he was into since his last girlfriend. So we wanted to see you for ourselves."
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"Of course we did it for Priestly! Why else would we leave our jobs and come all the way to another wor... country?" She could totally be kicked out of the academy if anyone found out she'd left without permission! "And we totally thought we'd see Priestly not pretending, too. If we'd just walked up, he'd totally have put up a front just because he doesn't like people thinking they know what he should do."
Or, rather, he'd piece things together and kick them off his planet and never feed them ever again and tell Dinah and Dinah would lecture them and get stubborn about helping Priestly and then it would be even harder to get her to date him and they would never be happy!
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Like abuse of airquotes. Just sayin'.
"No," she said, giving the other female a poisonously sweet smile. "We're very well acquainted with his dating ability. After all, we all knew his last girlfriend." Err, sorta. In that they'd attended the same school. And it was small. "It just his taste that's sometimes questionable. So glad we got a chance to see you without those polite fictions people maintain when they're meeting someone else's friends for the first time. "
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Momoko's eyes narrowed slightly. "And don't make fun of the way she speaks English. It's not polite."
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She slammed the bathroom door open behind her with an open palm and stalked out, only to run almost directly into Priestly, who'd been waiting outside.
"Tish, what --"
She cut him off with a fist in his shirt, pulling him in and pressing a firm kiss to his lips. He flailed for a split second, grunting softly, then returned it until she pulled back.
"Your friends suck." She opened her hand on his shirt and pressed her palm against his chest. "Tell them they owe me a fucking dinner."
And she started off again, arms crossed over her chest, her head bent low, leaving Priestly standing in front of the restroom door.
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"What's wrong with my Kae--my English?" she sputtered. "And what the Hell was that all about?!"
Tanya had just stomped off after insulting them!
"That's not how Dinah would have handled it," she muttered.
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"TOTALLY not how Dinah would have handled..." Oh no. Dinah!
And with that thought, Momoko stopped glaring at the door and wishing she could suddenly develop laser vision. Time travel was totally what they needed now. "If she tells Priestly... he's gonna tell Dinah..."
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He would really like to know what Karla and Momoko did to piss off his girlfriend that much, yes.
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"Why in the world would you run off halfway--Oh. Priestly!" Karla was doubly glad she'd taken her wig off. It would just be too weird otherwise. "Did you see--" What was her name again? "--her? She just stormed off!"
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"Priestly?" Momoko leaned around Karla to see. "This is the girl's bathroom?"
...Wasn't it?
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"What did you do?!"
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And neither would her other immediate answer, which was something along the lines of saving him from a girl who was obviously crazy.
"Tried to talk to her?" she offered. "I don't think it went very well, though."
They were clearly the reasonable ones, here.
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"We were trying to not bother you! Honest!" Hence the wigs and hats and the running away! "We were just... And then she followed us and wanted to talk and we did!"
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"We said we came for dinner, wanted to see you both together, and planned to come over and say hi for dessert," she said, more loudly. "Things just...escalated."
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Momoko was totally holding back and trying to not badmouth the girl and make Priestly like her even more.
"She wouldn't believe we were here because we cared about you."
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And the girl had totally proven that, in Momoko's opinion. Next time she was a kid, Momoko decided suddenly, or a boy, she was totally coming back here. It had broken up Kyle and Dinah, after all.
Which was sad, actually, and Momoko's face fell a bit at the memory, since she still felt a tiny bit guilty about that. LOOK! She didn't want her friends to be hurt, ever, okay?
[ooc: look look! I pinged! Thank you for patience! <3!]
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Maybe it was the double shifts all weekend. Maybe he was just tired and he was hallucinating that his friends decided it was better to spy on him than trust him to pick his own girlfriend. Maybe none of this was actually happening. He looked down at the floor, at the walls, at anything but Karla and Momoko. Because this totally wasn't actually happening.
Absolutely not.
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