[ Iceland can predict the the splitting headache, as well. And the frustration. He basks on it, you know. The fact that she was yelling caught people's attention, though, and some of those people even stared at them, obviously wondering what happened between Lucy and him. ]
I know, there's no need to cause a commotion. [ He's going to close the distance between them, placed his hands on her shoulder, and turned her around. Then he proceeded to (try to) steer her towards the Northern Lights. Whether she liked it or not. ] We're going to the Northern Lights now, unless you're not hungry anymore. In that case, you can watch me eat.
[ Lowered his voice, and returned some of those people's stare with a "what the hell are you lookin' at, bro, everything's fine here" look. Obviously, he doesn't like the fact that he - they - were suddenly the center of attention. Kind of. She should be grateful that he didn't choose to tell those people that her hunger is driving her insane or something along that line. ]
Well, I guess it is. I worked there, though, so it has become an everyday thing to me. [ Shrugs. Not asking him is the right decision, because, even though he'd try to keep his trolling at a minimum after the commotion she'd caused, it'd still happen. One would wonder what sort of girl falls in love with him... ] The food is good, and I can assure you, I'm not biased.
[ The apologetic smile actually made the Nordic feel kind of guilty. Unfortunately, being the linefacer he is, it doesn't show at all. ]
I'm what? [ His tone is definitely challenging her. ] For your record, I don't speak whatever alien language you speak, Lucy. Sorry.
[ The whole display is beyond fascinating to Iceland. It felt like he could tease her all day long. ]
What? [ The smile that graced his lips was just as challenging. And what she said next doesn't seem to faze him at all. If anything, that smile is growing a little wider. ] I'm not "blatantly lying". You'd started to sound like my brother, you know. He's hallucinating about things like this, all the time.
[ This is the face of a liar. Don't trust it. ]
( ooc: I think it's relevant to mention that I can't tag the maid cafe log because of an IC reason! Iceland is going on a date out with Alice that day. I CAN TAG THE BIKINI ONE, THOUGH, IF THERE IS SUCH THING... )
Really..........also, this isn't twilight. *SPARKLES WITH ANYWAY*
I know, there's no need to cause a commotion. [ He's going to close the distance between them, placed his hands on her shoulder, and turned her around. Then he proceeded to (try to) steer her towards the Northern Lights. Whether she liked it or not. ] We're going to the Northern Lights now, unless you're not hungry anymore. In that case, you can watch me eat.
[ Lowered his voice, and returned some of those people's stare with a "what the hell are you lookin' at, bro, everything's fine here" look. Obviously, he doesn't like the fact that he - they - were suddenly the center of attention. Kind of. She should be grateful that he didn't choose to tell those people that her hunger is driving her insane or something along that line. ]
Well, I guess it is. I worked there, though, so it has become an everyday thing to me. [ Shrugs. Not asking him is the right decision, because, even though he'd try to keep his trolling at a minimum after the commotion she'd caused, it'd still happen. One would wonder what sort of girl falls in love with him... ] The food is good, and I can assure you, I'm not biased.
[ The apologetic smile actually made the Nordic feel kind of guilty. Unfortunately, being the linefacer he is, it doesn't show at all. ]
I'm what? [ His tone is definitely challenging her. ] For your record, I don't speak whatever alien language you speak, Lucy. Sorry.
[ The whole display is beyond fascinating to Iceland. It felt like he could tease her all day long. ]
What? [ The smile that graced his lips was just as challenging. And what she said next doesn't seem to faze him at all. If anything, that smile is growing a little wider. ] I'm not "blatantly lying". You'd started to sound like my brother, you know. He's hallucinating about things like this, all the time.
[ This is the face of a liar. Don't trust it. ]
( ooc: I think it's relevant to mention that I can't tag the maid cafe log because of an IC reason! Iceland is going
on a dateout with Alice that day. I CAN TAG THE BIKINI ONE, THOUGH, IF THERE IS SUCH THING... )