[The soldier lets out a low whistle once he sees the price of that dish on the menu. Angeal figured that Rude appreciates the finer things in life but that's ridiculous! Then again, he's a Turk and they get paid very, very well. Angeal grins up a little at the possibility of dessert. It seems like Rude is hellbent on wining and dining him tonight. Angeal can't help but grin.]
I wouldn't mind dessert at all.
[But what to order? This restaurant has a rather impressive list of savory delights, each of which sounds more appetizing than the last. He'll be relying on Rude's expertise here, especially since the Turk is a well-known patron. A little overwhelmed by all the selections, Angeal peeks over at Rude when he offers to share the main course with him. The dish he ordered is the second most expensive dish here. Angeal would be a fool not to take him up on his offer.]
If you don't mind, I think I will.
[He says with a look of gratitude before glancing down the menu again. This isn't his first rodeo within such a fancy establishment but it's been a while. The last time he visited a restaurant of this caliber was back in Junon for the military showcase. All of Shinra's top-brass was there including President Shinra himself and his son, Rufus. It was a black-tie event, of course. A little too stuffy for Angeal's liking but he managed well enough. This date is a bit more low-key than that but it has the same vibe almost.
When the waitress appears, he orders himself a bottle of scotch to go with the wine before deicing to order a salad as well. Despite knowing his date can more than cover the bill, he's still trying his best to be frugal. That's just how he is after all.]
Seems that we share that in common. Since my father passed, I do my best to keep in contact with my mother.
[Angeal doesn't doubt at the Turks already have a file on him somewhere in headquarters but he doesn't want to think about that.]
Tell me about yourself. Where are you from or is that classified information?
[The man actually had no intention on specifically wining and dining. It was more that he wanted the man to be comfortable. The fact of the matter was that he was mostly just intrigued by the fact that Angeal had even asked him.
And honestly, he wanted to see what was going on here, where it might go.
That being said, being a Turk, he wasn't even about to admit to having living family. Still, where he's from isn't too bad. Not when this is a First Class. Besides, it wasn't like the guy knew his name.]
[Angeal can't help but smirk a little when Rude answers the question with the same evasiveness he would expect of a Turk. While he thinks the man is telling the truth, it's hard to tell. He figured that Rude wouldn't be willing to disclose anything personal about himself but learning where he's from is a small accomplishment since Rude seems more tight-lipped than his partner.]
Coast of the Sun, really? Here I thought you were from Gongaga.
[He says jokingly knowing that the latter location happens to be the hometown of his pupil, Zack. He figured that Rude hailed from either Costa del Sol or Junon. The Turk doesn't strike him as the small-town sort of person. As for himself, Angeal definitely is a backwater country boy.]
Is that why you're such an expert on seafood?
[He teases once the waitress returns with their orders in tow. The scotch he ordered is shockingly smooth like bourbon with a bit of a bite at the end. It's refreshing, to say the least. Angeal doesn't drink much but when he does, he typically sticks with whiskey or scotch.]
[And come on, can you declare that place as anything else? Costa, though, is one of the larger cities in that region, with plenty of small, nothing villages scattered around. Rude, though, used to care about the city. That was a while ago.]
Nothing in Gongaga. There are things in Costa. And yes. It would be.
[Still evasive, but there you have it. Rude takes his wine and takes a light sip of it. Yes, he approves of the year.]
A lot of Costan food is sea food. Catch of the day. Usually grilled.
Don't let Zack hear that. He's quite defensive about his hometown.
[Despite his pup's loyalty to his quiet hometown, Angeal has to admit that Gongaga isn't known for much other than weeds and trees. At least with Banora, they have something going for it in the terms of agriculture but poor Gongaga was just some little village in the middle of nowhere. It's not a worldly renowned vacation resort much like the beautiful Costa del Sol.]
How does Midgar's vast culinary scene compare with that of Costa del Sol's? I would assume that Midgar's take on some of the classics is at least passable.
[ The cuisine back home in Banora is a bit lacking despite their widely converted dumbapples being a staple across the world ].
There's nothing there. Banora at least has apples.
[And frankly, Rude was a fan of the juice. He kept a supply of Banora White for his morning smoothies. So it had something going for it.
Pretty good that Angeal didn't praise Costa as beautiful, though. Rude didn't want to laugh.]
Food here isn't very good. Except pizza. Produce isn't fresh or locally sourced. The fish tastes oily at best unless you're some place like here. The food is greasy.
[There is a reason that he chooses to frequent high end restaurants. Better ingredients, fresher food. It TASTES better, even when the cuisines aren't properly seasoned. Clearly the Turk did not have a very good opinion of Midgar's food. In Costa he'd even had a chance to learn some other kinds of cuisine. Mideelese curries and Wutaian sushi. There was even a small hole in the wall place that did Nibelheim stews and meat pies and it had been really good.
Midgar drew people from all around the world, but that didnt' mean the food was good.]
I feel the same about the food here. That's why I don't normally order out.
[That and the fact Angeal is still a cheapskate despite enjoying all the luxuries and benefits of being a SOLIDER. Unlike Rude who seems to enjoy fancy dinners and expensive wines, Angeal enjoys the simpler things in life. Besides, cooking is something of a passion of his. Even so, not too many people know that this big burly soldier is so domesticated.]
Still, I find Midgar to be rather interesting because of all the different cultures represented here. If you ignore the grease and grime, this city isn't so bad.
[He admits with a hint of fondness in his tone as he glances over at the other patrons briefly. Even now, his statement holds. Midgar is a fascinating place. Terrifying and fascinating all in the same breath. Sometimes Angeal wonders if he likes this city more than home. While he sometimes misses the tranquility of Banora, he sometimes prefers the hustle and bustle of Midgar more.]
[Well, Angeal was lucky to be able to cook. Rude could mostly only make things that were frozen and pre-made. Time. Work. Life. It consumed much of his freedom.]<./small>
Midgar has downsides too. Like fanclubs.
[So far Rude hadn't seen a sign of someone trying to take a picture of them. That would be annoying.
He's thinking about that as Angeal asks, and he can't help the slight smirk.]
[ Poor Angeal nearly choked on his water when Rude mentions the fanclubs. If there's one thing he hates about his life currently, it's the fanclubs., Shinra thought it was a good idea to promote fanclubs for their elites in hopes of gaining more favor with the public with their militaristic goals. The higher-ups never imagined that these fanclubs would take off so well among both the public and the military. While Sephiroth is certainly more popular than him, Angeal has noticed a strange uptick of interest in him ever since he took a protege. Now he rivals the General for likes on social media and honestly, Angeal hates it. ]
It's not easy to be popular.
[ He peeks over his shoulder briefly in a fit of paranoia before letting out a tense sigh. The last thing he wants is a camera in his face right now. Privacy is something he truly values but seldom gets.]
Hm? Why ask?
[ A smirk curls onto his lips as he regards Rude. ]
Curiosity. I always wanted to ask you out but never had the chance.
[If there were any clubs here, Rude would deal with them. It wasn't a good Turk thing to be taken like this. Still, he watches Angeal very closely. Very carefully. Because he doesn't understand. Curiosity was what brought him here. But the other thing...]
Always wanted?
[He sips at his wine, leaving the question as the main point. Strange how much he wants the answer.]
[ Angeal falls silent for a moment as he pours himself another round of scotch. He gives Rude a knowing smirk as he thinks of the best way to explain himself. It's a little difficult since he's encroaching upon unfamiliar territory but eventually, he finds the right words. ]
Maybe they don't try because they don't see an opportunity.
[ He answers honestly with a genuine smile. ]
For the longest time, I wasn't even sure you be interested so I kept my distance. Though, who would've guessed all it would take is for Zack to start experimenting with prairie dogs to get us to talk.
[They don't try because Reno is possessive and scares people off. Harder for a Turk to scare off one of the most dangerous men in the world. But he chuckles, because yes, that is a very good point. He enjoys more of the drink and then, after a moment, takes his sunglasses off.
IT's not something he does often. His eyes are too expressive.]
Perhaps it would be best to not question this then. I admit, I was not aware that men were....
[Angeal finishes with an amused grin. It goes without saying that Rude is a very attractive man. He's classically handsome in every sense of the word, the iconic "tall, dark, and handsome" archetype but his affiliation with the Turks almost makes him too dangerous to pursue. Add that in with Reno's penchant for violence and it's a recipe for disaster. Nevertheless, Angeal doesn't seem too perturbed at the thought of getting on Reno's bad side.
If anything, he respects the redhead's protectiveness over his partner. It certainly reminds him of his protectiveness over Zack somewhat. In a sense, Reno did take Rude under his wing when he joined the Turks. The hotblooded Turk is about two years his senior work-wise despite being the younger of the duo. That much is known to Angeal since he did a little digging around in the past about them.]
Or did you mean "intimidated"? Without the sunglasses, you look like a completely different person.
[ Rude does have beautiful eyes. They're shockingly expressive, dark, and soulful. Angeal finds himself smiling unconsciously as he observes Rude. It's hard to not be somewhat mesmerized by him. ]
[Rude holds no illusions about himself. He is fit. He is dangerous. He is well dressed. For some people that is all that is needed. Not that Rude believes himself handsome. But he knows sometimes it's the risk that makes a thing appealing. Unless it's Soldier. They had enough risk already.
But when he is complimented, he looks away a little. The shades were great at hiding those shy edges that somehow survived. And the gentleness of his gaze. He didn't have the unaffected look Tseng perfected, or the 'going to eat you' eyes that Reno was good at. He was soft, always.]
bout it[ Angeal arches his brow once Rude clarifies. It shouldn't come as any surprise that Angeal treads very carefully regarding the topic at hand. After all, it would be positively disastrous for Shinra's PR if one of their top elites came out of the metaphorical closet. Or would it? Angeal heard of some of the fiction out there about him and the others thanks to Genesis. To say the least, he's not happy about that. ]
Maybe I'm a little too secretive about it.
[ He admits with a somewhat uneasy chuckle. ]
But then again, if I could fool a Turk, then that's a compliment.
[ He gives Rude a sympathetic glance once he notices that bashful expression. While he didn't expect him to be shy, it now makes sense as to why Rude often wears his shades. He's too soft, probably the type to wear his heart on his sleeves. ]
Is it the same reason why Reno is so protective of you?
[ Angeal almost forgot all about the food until it arrived. He's already halfway through his bottle of scotch and he isn't even tipsy yet. If anything, Angeal might be a bit more talkative than usual but he's definitely not drunk. ]
Oh, that's a relief!
[ He exclaims with a breath of relief as he adds a bit of dressing to the salad. Just a touch of balsamic if anything. Angeal typically stays away from the creamier variety because of his strict diet.]
And here I thought you guys were snooping into our personal belongings and such.
[Rude may not watch them, but there are others to do that. Cissnei was currently on the duty. But he does wait for Angeal to finish before taking the dressing for himself as well, pouring it lightly on his salad.]
[ Angeal admits with a charismatic grin. It's true. The Elites are rather mundane unless they're in the middle of a battlefield. Sephiroth seems to hole himself up within his study, while Genesis and him usually hangout at lounges and bars. Of course, they drag Sephiroth with them nearly everywhere along with the pup. Even so, they're rather well-behaved despite their rowdy evenings. ]
Though, I wouldn't have much of a problem if you kept an eye on me.
[Interesting yet again. And enough to earn a small smirk from Rude. No. Not a smirk. With the way the skin crinkles around both eyes... it's a smile. A smile, just for Angeal. The man looks uncomfortable when he realizes he's done it, though, instead turning his attention to putting dressing on his salad.]
That is an idea. One you are welcome to run past Tseng.
Well, I was hoping to keep Tseng out of it since this would be a private affair.
[ He's joking, of course, but still laying it on thick. Angeal is attracted to the Turk. That much is certain considering he almost can't keep his eyes off those sweet brown eyes or that wonderfully kind smile. He always thought Rude was a handsome man but he's even more handsome when smiling. ]
Is it too early to ask if this is a mutual attraction?
[ He may or may not be using a line he heard Genesis use before. Angeal is trying to be smooth but the man wasn't born with a silver tongue. ]
[A private affair, huh? Well, he supposes he can approve of that. But the comment earns a soft look, and then right back away. Geez, he's bad at this.]
I think it might be early. The fish hasn't even arrived."
[ He answers with an affectionate grin after eating a little bit of his salad. It seems that some of Genesis' flirtatious tactics worked well. However, Angeal is cautious not to flirt too much. He doesn't seem desperate and honestly, he doesn't want to make Rude feel uncomfortable. The fact he managed to get the Turk comfortable enough to take off his sunglasses means he's doing well.]
I'll wait until after the main course.
[The wink he gives Rude is both playful and inviting. Whether or not Rude accepts the invite is up to him. For the meanwhile, Angeal seems content enough to leave everything as it is until the food is finally served. It's a good thing Rude ordered his dish prior to them arriving. Both their meals arrived at the same time nice and hot fresh from the oven.]
['The chef gives his compliments.' The waitress says before quickly leaving to attend to the other patrons. Angeal had can't help but look mildly surprised by the sheer beauty of Rude's expensive meal.]
[The taste is what Rude cares about, but it definitely feels like home in the taste. He takes his first bite and the pleased noise speaks volumes. And, of course, he pushes the plate a bit more toward Angeal. He DID promise to let him try.]
It's good. If you eat all of it, it might affect my opinion.
[ He peeks over at the offered plate with a hint of surprise. Rude said he would let him sample it but he didn't expect the Turk to make good on his promise. Now grabbing his fork with muted excitement, Angeal gives Rude a playful smirk before helping himself. ]
Don't worry. I won't gobble it all up.
[ He says before taking the first bite. If there's one thing he likes more than anything else, it's a well-grilled fish. The fish itself is moist and rich with a buttery-like sauce that compliments the natural flavors. There's a nice hint of crunch there and the vegetables accenting this meal were roasted to perfection. Angeal lets out a hum of approval before gently pushing the plate back to Rude. ]
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I wouldn't mind dessert at all.
[But what to order? This restaurant has a rather impressive list of savory delights, each of which sounds more appetizing than the last. He'll be relying on Rude's expertise here, especially since the Turk is a well-known patron. A little overwhelmed by all the selections, Angeal peeks over at Rude when he offers to share the main course with him. The dish he ordered is the second most expensive dish here. Angeal would be a fool not to take him up on his offer.]
If you don't mind, I think I will.
[He says with a look of gratitude before glancing down the menu again. This isn't his first rodeo within such a fancy establishment but it's been a while. The last time he visited a restaurant of this caliber was back in Junon for the military showcase. All of Shinra's top-brass was there including President Shinra himself and his son, Rufus. It was a black-tie event, of course. A little too stuffy for Angeal's liking but he managed well enough. This date is a bit more low-key than that but it has the same vibe almost.
When the waitress appears, he orders himself a bottle of scotch to go with the wine before deicing to order a salad as well. Despite knowing his date can more than cover the bill, he's still trying his best to be frugal. That's just how he is after all.]
Seems that we share that in common. Since my father passed, I do my best to keep in contact with my mother.
[Angeal doesn't doubt at the Turks already have a file on him somewhere in headquarters but he doesn't want to think about that.]
Tell me about yourself. Where are you from or is that classified information?
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And honestly, he wanted to see what was going on here, where it might go.
That being said, being a Turk, he wasn't even about to admit to having living family. Still, where he's from isn't too bad. Not when this is a First Class. Besides, it wasn't like the guy knew his name.]
Costa Del Sol. Haven't been in years.
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Coast of the Sun, really? Here I thought you were from Gongaga.
[He says jokingly knowing that the latter location happens to be the hometown of his pupil, Zack. He figured that Rude hailed from either Costa del Sol or Junon. The Turk doesn't strike him as the small-town sort of person. As for himself, Angeal definitely is a backwater country boy.]
Is that why you're such an expert on seafood?
[He teases once the waitress returns with their orders in tow. The scotch he ordered is shockingly smooth like bourbon with a bit of a bite at the end. It's refreshing, to say the least. Angeal doesn't drink much but when he does, he typically sticks with whiskey or scotch.]
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[And come on, can you declare that place as anything else? Costa, though, is one of the larger cities in that region, with plenty of small, nothing villages scattered around. Rude, though, used to care about the city. That was a while ago.]
Nothing in Gongaga. There are things in Costa. And yes. It would be.
[Still evasive, but there you have it. Rude takes his wine and takes a light sip of it. Yes, he approves of the year.]
A lot of Costan food is sea food. Catch of the day. Usually grilled.
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[Despite his pup's loyalty to his quiet hometown, Angeal has to admit that Gongaga isn't known for much other than weeds and trees. At least with Banora, they have something going for it in the terms of agriculture but poor Gongaga was just some little village in the middle of nowhere. It's not a worldly renowned vacation resort much like the beautiful Costa del Sol.]
How does Midgar's vast culinary scene compare with that of Costa del Sol's? I would assume that Midgar's take on some of the classics is at least passable.
[ The cuisine back home in Banora is a bit lacking despite their widely converted dumbapples being a staple across the world ].
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[And frankly, Rude was a fan of the juice. He kept a supply of Banora White for his morning smoothies. So it had something going for it.
Pretty good that Angeal didn't praise Costa as beautiful, though. Rude didn't want to laugh.]
Food here isn't very good. Except pizza. Produce isn't fresh or locally sourced. The fish tastes oily at best unless you're some place like here. The food is greasy.
[There is a reason that he chooses to frequent high end restaurants. Better ingredients, fresher food. It TASTES better, even when the cuisines aren't properly seasoned. Clearly the Turk did not have a very good opinion of Midgar's food. In Costa he'd even had a chance to learn some other kinds of cuisine. Mideelese curries and Wutaian sushi. There was even a small hole in the wall place that did Nibelheim stews and meat pies and it had been really good.
Midgar drew people from all around the world, but that didnt' mean the food was good.]
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[That and the fact Angeal is still a cheapskate despite enjoying all the luxuries and benefits of being a SOLIDER. Unlike Rude who seems to enjoy fancy dinners and expensive wines, Angeal enjoys the simpler things in life. Besides, cooking is something of a passion of his. Even so, not too many people know that this big burly soldier is so domesticated.]
Still, I find Midgar to be rather interesting because of all the different cultures represented here. If you ignore the grease and grime, this city isn't so bad.
[He admits with a hint of fondness in his tone as he glances over at the other patrons briefly. Even now, his statement holds. Midgar is a fascinating place. Terrifying and fascinating all in the same breath. Sometimes Angeal wonders if he likes this city more than home. While he sometimes misses the tranquility of Banora, he sometimes prefers the hustle and bustle of Midgar more.]
So, tell me...what made you accept my invitation?
[Angeal asks once he glances at Rude again.]
Curiosity?
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Midgar has downsides too. Like fanclubs.
[So far Rude hadn't seen a sign of someone trying to take a picture of them. That would be annoying.
He's thinking about that as Angeal asks, and he can't help the slight smirk.]
Had to eat dinner anyway. And confusion. Why ask?
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It's not easy to be popular.
[ He peeks over his shoulder briefly in a fit of paranoia before letting out a tense sigh. The last thing he wants is a camera in his face right now. Privacy is something he truly values but seldom gets.]
Hm? Why ask?
[ A smirk curls onto his lips as he regards Rude. ]
Curiosity. I always wanted to ask you out but never had the chance.
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Always wanted?
[He sips at his wine, leaving the question as the main point. Strange how much he wants the answer.]
Few people ever try.
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Maybe they don't try because they don't see an opportunity.
[ He answers honestly with a genuine smile. ]
For the longest time, I wasn't even sure you be interested so I kept my distance. Though, who would've guessed all it would take is for Zack to start experimenting with prairie dogs to get us to talk.
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IT's not something he does often. His eyes are too expressive.]
Perhaps it would be best to not question this then. I admit, I was not aware that men were....
[He gestures, unable to complete the sentence.]
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[Angeal finishes with an amused grin. It goes without saying that Rude is a very attractive man. He's classically handsome in every sense of the word, the iconic "tall, dark, and handsome" archetype but his affiliation with the Turks almost makes him too dangerous to pursue. Add that in with Reno's penchant for violence and it's a recipe for disaster. Nevertheless, Angeal doesn't seem too perturbed at the thought of getting on Reno's bad side.
If anything, he respects the redhead's protectiveness over his partner. It certainly reminds him of his protectiveness over Zack somewhat. In a sense, Reno did take Rude under his wing when he joined the Turks. The hotblooded Turk is about two years his senior work-wise despite being the younger of the duo. That much is known to Angeal since he did a little digging around in the past about them.]
Or did you mean "intimidated"? Without the sunglasses, you look like a completely different person.
[ Rude does have beautiful eyes. They're shockingly expressive, dark, and soulful. Angeal finds himself smiling unconsciously as he observes Rude. It's hard to not be somewhat mesmerized by him. ]
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[Rude holds no illusions about himself. He is fit. He is dangerous. He is well dressed. For some people that is all that is needed. Not that Rude believes himself handsome. But he knows sometimes it's the risk that makes a thing appealing. Unless it's Soldier. They had enough risk already.
But when he is complimented, he looks away a little. The shades were great at hiding those shy edges that somehow survived. And the gentleness of his gaze. He didn't have the unaffected look Tseng perfected, or the 'going to eat you' eyes that Reno was good at. He was soft, always.]
There's a reason I have them made.
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Maybe I'm a little too secretive about it.
[ He admits with a somewhat uneasy chuckle. ]
But then again, if I could fool a Turk, then that's a compliment.
[ He gives Rude a sympathetic glance once he notices that bashful expression. While he didn't expect him to be shy, it now makes sense as to why Rude often wears his shades. He's too soft, probably the type to wear his heart on his sleeves. ]
Is it the same reason why Reno is so protective of you?
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[He reaches for his shades. And doesn't. Just lets his hand go past for the wine and drinks a little more as their salads are delivered.]
My duty does not include the first classes. I don't monitor you, so didn't know.
[Chance were he could have learned it if he had wanted to.]
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Oh, that's a relief!
[ He exclaims with a breath of relief as he adds a bit of dressing to the salad. Just a touch of balsamic if anything. Angeal typically stays away from the creamier variety because of his strict diet.]
And here I thought you guys were snooping into our personal belongings and such.
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Would be a waste of Turk man-hours, wouldn't it?
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[ Angeal admits with a charismatic grin. It's true. The Elites are rather mundane unless they're in the middle of a battlefield. Sephiroth seems to hole himself up within his study, while Genesis and him usually hangout at lounges and bars. Of course, they drag Sephiroth with them nearly everywhere along with the pup. Even so, they're rather well-behaved despite their rowdy evenings. ]
Though, I wouldn't have much of a problem if you kept an eye on me.
[ That flirtatious quip is no accident. ]
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That is an idea. One you are welcome to run past Tseng.
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[ He's joking, of course, but still laying it on thick. Angeal is attracted to the Turk. That much is certain considering he almost can't keep his eyes off those sweet brown eyes or that wonderfully kind smile. He always thought Rude was a handsome man but he's even more handsome when smiling. ]
Is it too early to ask if this is a mutual attraction?
[ He may or may not be using a line he heard Genesis use before. Angeal is trying to be smooth but the man wasn't born with a silver tongue. ]
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I think it might be early. The fish hasn't even arrived."
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[ He answers with an affectionate grin after eating a little bit of his salad. It seems that some of Genesis' flirtatious tactics worked well. However, Angeal is cautious not to flirt too much. He doesn't seem desperate and honestly, he doesn't want to make Rude feel uncomfortable. The fact he managed to get the Turk comfortable enough to take off his sunglasses means he's doing well.]
I'll wait until after the main course.
[The wink he gives Rude is both playful and inviting. Whether or not Rude accepts the invite is up to him. For the meanwhile, Angeal seems content enough to leave everything as it is until the food is finally served. It's a good thing Rude ordered his dish prior to them arriving. Both their meals arrived at the same time nice and hot fresh from the oven.]
['The chef gives his compliments.' The waitress says before quickly leaving to attend to the other patrons. Angeal had can't help but look mildly surprised by the sheer beauty of Rude's expensive meal.]
It looks like a work of art.
[He says with a hint of awe within his tone.]
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[The taste is what Rude cares about, but it definitely feels like home in the taste. He takes his first bite and the pleased noise speaks volumes. And, of course, he pushes the plate a bit more toward Angeal. He DID promise to let him try.]
It's good. If you eat all of it, it might affect my opinion.
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Don't worry. I won't gobble it all up.
[ He says before taking the first bite. If there's one thing he likes more than anything else, it's a well-grilled fish. The fish itself is moist and rich with a buttery-like sauce that compliments the natural flavors. There's a nice hint of crunch there and the vegetables accenting this meal were roasted to perfection. Angeal lets out a hum of approval before gently pushing the plate back to Rude. ]
That's...good.
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