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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 2:15:01 GMT -5
Note smiled at the thought. "She's pretty predictable, too. But I don't know what they'd do together."
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 2:20:38 GMT -5
The rest of the way, he walked with his hands in his pockets, still with his customary grin.
They stopped where they had left the girls before, and he plopped himself down on a bench. "Oh, Note one more thing."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 2:22:59 GMT -5
"Yeah?" Note said, leaning against the back of the bench and crossing his arms.
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 10:45:35 GMT -5
He put one hand to the brim of his hat. "I got a bit more caught up in my story than I meant to. I'd like to hear more about you." He flicked one hand forward in an 'objection!' pose. "But! You seem like a pretty cool kid." He stretched back to look behind the bench, putting both hands on top of his head.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 12:11:15 GMT -5
"Well, okay," Note said, following his gaze for a minute before sitting back and sticking his hands in his pockets. "What do you want to know?" He had never been very good at talking about himself; he simply never knew what to say.
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 12:34:59 GMT -5
His tone became serious. "I'm sure what I want to know will become apparent in time. The thing is- and I'm sure you've noticed- Karla is very important to me." His cuffs rattled as he adjusted his hat; it was clear this meant he was uncomfortable. "...I've let her down before." He pulled the yellow hat over his eyes. "And I'll be damned if I let that happen again. So don't take this personally." He seemed to notice that fidgeting with his hat was giving away what he was feeling, and he put his hand at his side, balling it into a fist. "You seem cool, but appearances can be decieving. If you end up being nothing but trouble..." His voice became very quiet. "You'll regret it-" and suddenly his tone changed as he heard the click of heels. Without pause, he continued as if he was finishing up a list "-lime, key lime, actually. Uhm, lemon mirangue." He was smiling again, looking forward.
Karla put her hands over his eyes from behind. "Guess who!" She said, ignorant to the previous conversation thanks to Spot's expert cover-up.
He smiled, his teeth gleaming. "Miss Ruffle Jay."
The comment had Karla giggling and she leaned over the bench to look at the two boys. A large shopping bag hung from her shoulder and her hair was in large curls an artistic design matching her outfit was painted on her nails. "What'cha talking about?"
"Note asked me a question. Was kinda rambling and forgot what it was." He pulled himself onto his feet, stretching and yawning in an exagerated way. "Hopefully he got his answer."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 12:42:35 GMT -5
Note had been wearing a blatantly frightened expression as Oliver had went on, but Karla's arrival had snapped him out of it, after a momentary lapse into complete terror. He sat back and crossed his arms. "Yeah. I got my answer."
"Note!" Tunes trilled, coming up behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Look!"
He leaned back to look at her. Her hair, too, was permed, curled into tight little crimps that bounced around her face. Her hair looked exceptionally short, but it was unlike she had ever had it before. Note grinned at her and lightly bounced one of the curls. "That's really neat, Em. How long is it going to last?"
"A couple of days," she replied, sitting up and grinning. I really like it. Thanks, Karla, for convincing me to do it!"
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 12:48:31 GMT -5
"I told you I have an eye for these things!" Karla laughed.
"Ladies, you both look lovely~" He flicked off his hat and bowed. "Perfect for our dinner date. Where do you want to go?" His eyes flickered enthusiastically around the group. "Anyone got anyplace in mind?"
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 12:55:18 GMT -5
"How about the Relebrity café?" Tunes offered, leaning against the back of the bench with a wide grin. "It's always been my favorite place!"
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 13:01:08 GMT -5
"Sounds wonderful! Lead the way, dear!" He said as he flipped his hat back onto his head.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 13:03:20 GMT -5
Tunes nodded and flitted around the bench. As she led the way Note stood up and followed at her side.
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 13:22:40 GMT -5
Oliver walked beside Karla, the chains on his pants clinking. He was wearing an almost stupid grin.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 13:40:52 GMT -5
As they came to the quaint café Tunes and Note were greeted at the front by a young waitress with a bright grin and red streaked hair. "Hello, Curtis kids! It's fabulous to see you again!"
"Nice to see you, too, Sharon!" Tunes said sweetly.
"Oh, I just love your hair!" Sharon said, oggling at Tunes's hair. "Now, what can I do for you? How many today?"
"Four, please," Note said, smiling back at her.
"Right this way!" the waitress said, turning on a dime and leading them to a table.
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Post by loafingdragon on Jun 16, 2012 13:50:45 GMT -5
They both followed the siblings enthusiastically.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Jun 16, 2012 14:06:27 GMT -5
As they sat down Sharon handed each of them a menu. "Can I start you off with a drink?" she asked.
"Water for me," Tunes replied.
"I'll have coke," Nate said.
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