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Guud murneeng stoodents! Zee veek is elmust oofer, ere-a yuoo reedy fur zee veekend? I soore-a em.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Pheelly Cheese-a Steek

-Peunoot Bootter und Jelly Sundveeches

-Seled

-Reece-a Kreespie-a Treets

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[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura stared at him for a good five seconds without blinking, rolled her eyes, sighed, and shook her head. "No," she answered anyway.

...and then she remembered why she had wanted to bother him. Go, Sakura, go! "Oh, by the way, I wanted to talk to you," she added, swivelling and sitting properly at the table. She laced her fingers together and placed her elbows on the table, resting her chin atop her hands and eyed him, one eyebrow raised.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward contiuned munching on his sandwich, raising his eyebrow right back at her. "So, here we are. Uh, doing that talking thing?" He took another ginormous bite of his sandwich and somehow didn't manage to choke on it. "What's up?"

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura cringed a little at his sandwich inhalation, and glanced away to watch the Chef go about his Swedish business behind the counter. Finding nothing any less 'wtf' to look at, she turned back to Edward. "...tell me something, what's next month?" Why she was going around the bush to get to this, she wasn't sure.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward blinked at her and thought about this. "Uh. I dunno. What month is it now? I don't keep track."

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sigh.

It would take her days to get the point to him if she wasn't blunt.

"...okay, nevermind that. What are you doing October sixth?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward blinked. "Umm... nothing? Why?"

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Another sigh. "You really don't pay any attention to anything, do you?" She pulled a folded piece of paper out of her back pocket and set it down in front of him. "...Surely you remember the fiasco the last time we tried this. I don't know if you're willing to try again." She frowned. "...but I figured it couldn't hurt to ask; and if all else fails I can always pretend I'm legal and buy us some alcohol to sit around and drink."

...Wait. Did she just volunteer to buy liquor?

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward picked up the paper and unfolded it. "It's... ah." He might have just turned a little red, but that could be the fact that he had inhaled an entire philly cheese-steak in a little under two minutes. Suddenly he found the table a whole lot more interesting. "I'm, uh. Willing to give it another try if you are."

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura decided that Edward's disturbing amount of cute and even more disturbing amount of obliviousness about said cute should be illegal.

She didn't squee.

Instead, she grinned and flopped to the side, leaning against him. "I'll try not to screw up this time."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

He almost flailed right there. Instead he sighed, turning a darker shade of red. "I'm going to get another sandwich," he said instead.

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Snort. "Try breathing between bites this time," she suggested, sitting straight again. "What kinda sandwich wazzat, anyway?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward shrugged. "It had bread, meat and cheese. Maybe some onions? Tasty."

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Another snort, and she stood up. "Sounds mildly edible," she said, and put her hands on his shoulders. "Go, I'ma get a salad."