Taquitos, burritos, nachos, quesadillas, fajitas and more!

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Who: All of YOU!
Where: In the Vat equivalant of a Mexican restaurant!
When: January 23rd
Style: Whatever you want it to be, bra.
Status: WIDE OPEN MINGLE POST


[Some time ago, Cielo had mentioned this thing called flautas and how Gale needed to try some. Cielo had also mentioned that he knew a restaurant in Vatheon that sold them. For free, like most other things in the bubble, of course.

Yukari had also given Cielo and Serph a birthday some time ago: January 23rd. And what better excuse did Serph need for a big Embryon outing in the name of flautas and birthdays?

Which brings us to a "Mexican" (whatever that means) restaurant in Vatheon, where there are at least 8 people at a table (Cielo, Gale, Heat, Rinoa, Sera, Serph, Signless/Sufferer, Tiir) with a ridiculous amount of Mexican food. Some of it is mild, harmless to the sensitive palate. But some of dishes... the spices on those are enough to make you feel like you can breathe fire after a single mouthful. The horrendous table manners of about half the people there leaves much to be desired, however...

The locals, excited at having so much business at once, decide that other people need to taste the delightful flavours of their cuisine. If you're passing by, the threat of locals forcibly dragging you into their restaurant with other poor saps is very real.]



[ooc: TL;DR A general mingle post centered around Mexican food that ranges from mild to spicy as Satan's balls. There is a very high chance your character has been forcibly dragged into the restaurant by pushy locals. WHATEVER COULD GO WRONG!?]

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[Angelo why are you laughing oh my god stop that.

Not knowing better, Serph accepts the glass of ice water, eyes watering.

His mouth is cooled but for a moment. Then the burning is back, stronger than ever. Serph looks over at Angelo, hand covering his mouth as he speaks.]

Is there a less temporary solution?

[beauchevalier]

[An idea springs into Angelo's head.]

I know just the thing. Ask the owners of this restaurant if they have a cold storage room or a freezer.

[bufudine]

[Can't you do the asking, Angelo??? Your mouth isn't the one that's flaming!

It's only lucky that Serph has found out what a freezer is thanks to that one time they had to preserve dead bodies, so he actually knows what Angelo is talking about. And Serph doesn't think being turned into an ice cube is going to help much...

Serph shakes his head.]

Freezing me entirely is not a practical solution.

[Besides, how will he eat the rest of the food!?]

[beauchevalier]

[Sorry Serph, he's lazy and doesn't feel like it. Yet his idea is quite brilliant or so he thinks.]

I meant getting some ice from the freezer and eating that ice.

[bufudine]

[Oh. Well, that's actually a pretty good idea. Serph calls a nearby waiter over with a gesture, who quickly obliges the request. He quickly returns with a bowl of ice with a slice of lemon on top. Turning to Angelo, the waiter asks--]

Can I get you a drink, sir?

[Meanwhile, Serph reaches for an ice cube and eats it. Cold, but bearable.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo turns towards the waiter to answer him as Serph is chewing on the ice. He also might be taking that bowl of ice from said waiter.]

I'll have a glass of red wine, my good man. Stirred, not shaken and with a few cubes of ice. Also, I'll be keeping this for my friend here if you don't mind.

[After answering the waiter, he turns back to Serph and hands him the bowl of ice.]

Here, you're going to need this.

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[The waiter gives a short bow and leaves. Serph nods, silently thanking Angelo. And yeah, it does seem like Serph needs that bowl of ice, because not long after he finishes that ice cube and swallows, the burning sensation returns. So Serph shoves another ice cube in his mouth before he asks--]

Were you planning on coming here, or were you taken by the locals?

[beauchevalier]

[When Serph asks him that question, Angelo answers after he finishes chewing on an ice cube from the bowl.]

I was on my way to the hair salon when the locals brought me in. I'm rather glad I decided to join the party.

[bufudine]

[Whup, next ice cube, nomnomnom. But at Angelo's statement, Serph tilts his head.]

Do you enjoy this kind of gathering?

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo has a small grin on his face.]

I can't say no to a good party, especially when there's beautiful women around and delicious food to eat.

[bufudine]

[Serph nods in acknowledgement. Fair enough. The large parties hosted by the natives usually gather a huge crowd, too, so Angelo probably isn't alone in that regard.

The local interrupts with Angelo's requested wine, but it's not the same waiter as before; it's a rather petite waitress who gives Angelo a smile.]

Excuse me, sir. Here is your wine.

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo's eyes immediately go to the waitress's chest before looking back up at her face, winking at her with a charming smile.]

Thank you my lady, it's always wonderful to see such beautiful women in this city such as yourself.

[He then gracefully takes the wine glass from her, still keeping up his charming appearance.]

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[The waitress giggles and blushes, but keeps her composure, giving Angelo a small curtsey.]

Why thank you, kind sir!

[Smiling, she continues.]

Was there anything else you'd like?

[Serph just watches the whole exchange, expression the same as ever while he slowly sucks on the next ice cube.]

[beauchevalier]

[Shaking his head, he takes the girl's hand into his before kissing it then letting go.]

No my lovely lady, that will be all for now.

[He turns his eyes back to Serph.]

Enjoying your ice, Serph?

[bufudine]

[The waitress blushes and giggles when Angelo kisses her hand, and gives him a smile before she leaves.

Serph, on the other hand, is as neutral as ever. He'd rather be eating something other than ice, so when he finishes the current ice cube, he decides to risk not taking another one immediately and see how much he can eat before the burning returns. His answer to Angelo's question is the slightest of shrugs, before he reaches for a bowl of nachos with sour cream dip. He offers it to Angelo first, though.

Since Angelo had mentioned it...]

What do you do at a hair salon?

[beauchevalier]

[An expression of pure bewilderment is showing on Angelo's face. Does Serph know what a hair salon is and yet doesn't know what they do? Well, he supposes he can explain.]

You get various types of treatment for your hair, Serph. You can get it cut, permed, and other things.

[bufudine]

[Serph would match Angelo's bewildered expression if he was, you know, not a lineface protagonist.]

What is perming?

[beauchevalier]

[Serph, you're always so curious. It's kind of funny, but interesting.]

Perming is a special technique in hair treatment. You could always stop by the salon and get one.

[bufudine]

[Serph reaches for another ice cube, feeling the burning return.]

I could accompany you afterwards.

[If Angelo doesn't mind. After all, Angelo was going to be going to the salon, wasn't he?]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo gives him a small nod with a smile.]

That's fine, I don't mind if you accompany me.

[bufudine]

[A+ Angelo can teach him all about this thing called hairdressing. Serph nods; he'll definitely be accompanying Angelo afterwards, then.

While they continue to eat, Serph downing a couple of ice cubes before taking a new dish, the waitress kind of... hovering unusually close to their part of the table.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo's eye catches the waitress and he gives her another wink before beginning to eat next to Serph.]

[bufudine]

[Luckily for Serph, the next dish is rather a rather mild dish; nachos with sour cream. Like the time when Serph ate breakfast at Angelo's, he tastes the first few nachos before practically inhaling the rest.

At the wink, the waitress blushes and giggles and turns away, but it's pretty clear she's keeping an eye on Angelo. When Angelo's wine glass is finished, she approaches to refill it with a bottle.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo takes the waitress up on her offer and refills his glass, but he also watches Serph from the corner of his eye. He's mildly interested in what he's eating.]

Perhaps you could share what it is you're eating, Serph?

[bufudine]

[When Angelo asks his question, Serph had been in the middle of licking sour cream off his fingers. And hand.

Well, he doesn't see any reason not to share, so he hands the bowl of nachos over, holding it with the same hand he just freshly licked.]