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Das Schnitzel looks kind of sad after she heard the radio broadcast. With Camilla gone she has no one to drink schnapps with. The Chef couldn't handle his alcohol. The Chef puts his arm around Schnitzel.

Eh du nut vurry Des Schneetzel. I receeefed a cell frum hume-a und Gunzu seys she-a is fery heppy. Beseedes, yuoo hefe-a Glureea tu pley veet.

Hellu buys und gurls. I hupe-a yuoo slept vell. Oor iff yuoo deedn't sleep vell I hupe-a it ves fur a pleesooreble-a reesun. Bork Bork Bork! Durty keeds.

Tudey's menoo is:

-Hut Dugs

-Cheeseboorgers

-Ooneeun Reengs

-Ice-a Creem (Ell flefurs!)

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Edward choked. If he had been eating something there would probably be hacking involved, as it was he barely managed to somehow not turn as red as his jacket. "I remember Homecoming," he said, finding the table very worthy of study for the moment.

Sakura gnawed her lip, and winced at his reaction. "Look, I'm sorry," she said quickly, moving away from the table. "I shouldn't have said anything. I just..." She sighed. "I just wanted to apologize, for what happened."

He took a deep breath, almost steeling himself. "I... no. Don't apologize, it's my fault." He still didn't look at her. "I don't know what I was thinking, I'm sorry. It just seemed like the... appropriate thing to do? I don't know."

"Shush, you." She pointed a finger at him. "You're not taking the blame for this -- it wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have touched you in the first place, and..." She sighed again, sinking backward to sit on a table across from him. "...Hell, I probably shouldn't have even gone to the dance with you."

Edward winced at that, too. "But it was my fault. Besides, what would not have going solved? Didn't you have fun?"

He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. "I'm... sorry I made you uncomfortable. It just seemed...like the thing to do at the time."

Sakura smacked her hand to her face and sighed. "Ed, do me a favor, and shush. Really." She moved her hand and stood up again, wandering back over to the table he was sitting at. "You're taking blame for something you don't need to. That's not healthy." She sat down again, and reached over to snatch one of his hands. "And the only reason it was awkward, really?" She passed him a grin. "Was because you ran away like a geek." She squeezed his hand and let it go. "I probably would have done the same thing, but still."

He really doesn't know what to say to that, so he looks embarassed. "Really?"

Sakura laughs a bit and folds her arms on the table, resting her head on them. "You're such a dork, Ed. Yes, really." She left out the part that she'd repeat the action if she didn't think he'd kill her for it.

Edward let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "I am not a dork," he pouted at her. "I just don't have ... much experience with people my own age."

"Clearly," she said lightly. "But you know?" She sat up, leaning on one hand and grinning at him. "Maybe if you spent a little more time trying rather than locking yourself up with books, you'd have better luck."

"Hmrph. Maybe." He scratched the back of his head thoughtfully, eying the food again. "You know how I am, though, you practically have to knock me in the head to get me away from my books. ~~You're lucky the library here scares me otherwise you'd REALLY never see me...~~"

Sakura grinned. "You're so studious it burns." She shrugged. "...y'want some food?" She glanced to the other side of the cafeteria. "...Rather, some... substance that passes itself off as food?"

"The food here isn't that bad," Edward snorted. "I mean, it hasn't turned me green or made me grow fur or anything."

Sakura laughed, and stood up. "Well maybe your stomach is made of steel like your arm," she said, offering him a hand.

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