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Post by Shosuro Saito on Jan 22, 2018 15:35:41 GMT -5
"Please, Otomo-sama," Saito says, shaking his head. "I don't wish to be in your debt over something as simple as a good meal. Besides... I haven't finished showing you that good time yet. You may afterward conclude that the gesture of paying wasn't even enough, and I'd be remiss to put you in such a position."
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 22, 2018 16:22:09 GMT -5
She chuckles to herself. "You mistake me Shosuro-San. It is I who does not wish to be indebted to you. Though this new promise does sound... exciting Shosuro-San. If you think the gesture of paying isn't enough then..." She blinks her eyes slowly.
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Jan 22, 2018 21:22:39 GMT -5
"As I implied before, what you get out of the evening is in your hands as much as it is in mine," he reminds her. "However, what is a trifling amount of currency compared to shared experience? They simply fail to equate. No, when our time with each other tonight is over, I believe we shall feel either mutually endebted... or mutually fulfilled." As if on cue, the waiter then arrives with their desserts.
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 17:30:26 GMT -5
She waits a moment as the desserts are placed in front of her. Awaiting just one more moment she takes an opportunity to take a bite. "Mmm this is just divine Shosuro-San. I think I will take the company as the best part of my evening though." She takes another bite. "Yes I for one feel quite fulfilled with everything. Though the question now posed is. Do you also feel fulfilled Shosuro-San?"
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Jan 23, 2018 18:44:26 GMT -5
"In such a rush to declare yourself finished?" Saito asks, sarcastically feigning a hurt expression. "If I didn't trust my eyes, I'd take you for a man." He smirks before having another bite of his own dessert.
"I am... close," he answers after some thought on the matter of fulfillment. "Of course, the meal has been up to the usual standards, but I've experienced it before; you, I have not. So, I find myself still curious about a great many things regarding Otomo-sama herself, though... I think I could call myself fulfilled with just one more question answered." He raises his eyebrows and pauses to heighten both their anticipation.
"Or perhaps," he muses with comically affected sadness, "you are still in such a rush, you'll be winging your way straight back to whatever opulent manse it is in which you reside straight after the bill is paid, leaving no time to answer it at all." A final histrionic sigh punctuates his words.
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 19:53:37 GMT -5
"So overly dramatic Shosuro-San. I suppose you are right perhaps I am rushed to see the end." She takes another bite of her dessert. Sweet things... Why can't they ever be more bitter. She smiles through it all. "But do go on. What about me interests you most Shoosuro-San? Surely it can't just be my ravishing good looks." She chuckles.
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Jan 23, 2018 20:59:44 GMT -5
"It's not a question of general interest," he corrects her. "I have a very specific reason for asking." He smiles as he takes another bite of his creme brule, then leans in toward her.
"So...," he begins quietly, so only the two of them might hear, "...we have already established that you are the sort of woman to spy a man you recognize from afar going into a restaurant, follow him in without heed of protocol, appoach him as he is relaxing by himself in a place where there is room enough for two, and invite yourself to join him so that you might get to know him better." He finishes his dessert before continuing.
"What I wish to know then is," he says in the same serious but hushed tone, "are you the sort of woman to do those very same things, if the location in question is the man's apartment rather than a restaurant?" He leans back in his chair.
"Check, please," he informs the waiter.
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 21:03:16 GMT -5
A small smile spread across her lips. As she moves to check her watch. Well he is handsome enough for a bit of fun. "How scandalous Shosuro-San. Does the Otomo need to fear the plots of the scorpion." She grins dangerously. "Though on that hand I do like a good game. Sure I'll bite and see how this goes down between us." She rises from the table. "I guess you will be paying that bill yet."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Jan 23, 2018 21:18:15 GMT -5
The waiter, having heard the command and seeing the lady rise to her feet hurries over with both of their bills, as he was instructed earlier to separate them.
"What sort of plot do you think I'm concocting?" Saito asks, standing along with Katsumi and taking his bill. Shaking his head, he continues, "If anything scandalous occurs tonight, again, that's up to you. I only needed to an answer so that I'd know whether or not to leave my door unlocked." He smiles, gives her a wink, and then takes his bill to the maitre-de, who settles his portion of the check with haste.
"Carry the Fortunes, Otomo-sama," he tells her. "We'll see each other again soon, I'm sure."
/exit
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