Guess you were destined to try it either way, all things considered. [Not that Dante really believes in Fate, or at least, he tries not to think about it. It's just a fun thing to say for the sake of mindless chitchat.
He reaches out to her glass, nudges it from her hand to take a sip of his own and then gives it back to her with a subtle lick of his lips at the sweet taste of the liquor. Very different from what he had before.] Something tells me that you'll like it.
[If anything, because pizza could be exciting and versatile all at once. Really, a wonderful invention.
He nods in understanding, a slightly amused squint to his eyes at the way she avows her difficulties but willingness to learn. Really, it doesn't surprise him - she had just found out he was not entirely human, and instead of fighting the idea of it, she quickly embraced it. Strong stuff.]
I get that. [He takes a slow sigh, remembering the time he arrived. ] Even though this place is similar to what I have back home, this place still manages to pull out something different to throw me off. Though, I guess I can't complain.
[He gets a notification saying that the order is about to arrive and he bolts out of the couch.] It's almost here. I need to catch the guy before he reaches the door or we'll be picking up pubic hair from the thing.
[He'll explain later. For the time being, he's striding his long legs over to the stairs - and there's no sound of him walking them down, only the sound of a soft landing in the distance - and a door opening.
Maybe if she peers over or pays attention Vanessa may hear something like "hold it! No need for the dick in the pizza, man. Do that or I won't be tipping you. I'll just have the pie. Thanks."
And then the sound of him actually climbing the stairs, coming back with a grin on his face that makes him look younger and a cardboard box in his hands.] You ready for this?
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He reaches out to her glass, nudges it from her hand to take a sip of his own and then gives it back to her with a subtle lick of his lips at the sweet taste of the liquor. Very different from what he had before.] Something tells me that you'll like it.
[If anything, because pizza could be exciting and versatile all at once. Really, a wonderful invention.
He nods in understanding, a slightly amused squint to his eyes at the way she avows her difficulties but willingness to learn. Really, it doesn't surprise him - she had just found out he was not entirely human, and instead of fighting the idea of it, she quickly embraced it. Strong stuff.]
I get that. [He takes a slow sigh, remembering the time he arrived. ] Even though this place is similar to what I have back home, this place still manages to pull out something different to throw me off. Though, I guess I can't complain.
[He gets a notification saying that the order is about to arrive and he bolts out of the couch.] It's almost here. I need to catch the guy before he reaches the door or we'll be picking up pubic hair from the thing.
[He'll explain later. For the time being, he's striding his long legs over to the stairs - and there's no sound of him walking them down, only the sound of a soft landing in the distance - and a door opening.
Maybe if she peers over or pays attention Vanessa may hear something like "hold it! No need for the dick in the pizza, man. Do that or I won't be tipping you. I'll just have the pie. Thanks."
And then the sound of him actually climbing the stairs, coming back with a grin on his face that makes him look younger and a cardboard box in his hands.] You ready for this?