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[darkestbefore]

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[clickclickbang]

[Softly:] Little late for that uh...

[Louder:] Uh, anyway! You hungry? There's a bar near my place doing a special.

[darkestbefore]

[ She heard that little aside, but for the moment, she lets herself be distracted by that invitation instead. ]

A special? Ahh, yes, I could eat! Would you like me to meet you there?

[clickclickbang]

Sure! My tre--oh, yeah, d'you drink? They have other stuff, obviously, but if you don't wanna be around people drinking we can take it somewhere else.

[darkestbefore]

[ She gives a soft laugh at that. ]

I don't mind drinking. Caster is very fond of a place down by the docks that we go to sometimes. [ And that is on a whole different level from the taverns she'd visited back home on her travels. ] It will be fun to try somewhere new.

[clickclickbang]

Cool, because this place has some really cool looking drinks and one that is the pinkest thing I've ever seen. You've gotta see it, Yona, it's more pink than your hair!

[darkestbefore]

[ That has her laughing more now. ]

My hair is red, thank you. But I will happily try a very pink drink. When would you like to meet?

[clickclickbang]

Red, sorry!

[It's totally pink.]

An hour? I gotta feed Prim.

[darkestbefore]

And I need to get ready.

[ It's not. ]

I'll see you in an hour, then!

[clickclickbang]

Shi--uh, hour and a half!

[Someone forgot he probably doesn't want to go out with a friend smiling like bird.

Either way, Prompto will be there in an hour and a half, he swears.]

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[darkestbefore]

[ She laughs again and lets the connection drop, turning to go get ready.

Some of her friends have been helping her try more modern clothing so tonight was a bit of an experiment as she shows up in one of the outfits that now hung in her closet. She looks a little nervous, in fact, to be out of her more familiar clothing, but she doubts Prompto will judge her. She hopes?

Showing up right on time, she lingers outside the bar near Prompto's house, breath making little puffs in the cold evening air as she waits. ]

[clickclickbang]

[Prompto spots her, takes a moment to marvel at Yona in a cute outfit, and jogs over after that moment.]

Hey, miss? I'm looking for my friend? About your height, with your hair, but always in long flowy dresses?

[Dork.]

[darkestbefore]

[ She laughs and turns at the sound of a familiar voice, leaning up on tiptoes so she can reach to throw her arms about Prompto's neck in a welcoming hug. ]

Prompto! I was trying something different. [ Although after the hug, she takes a step back, glancing down at herself with a flustered look. ] Although I'm not sure I've done it right?

[clickclickbang]

[He returns the hug with a grin.]

You totally have. You look so cute! Who's idea was this outfit?

[darkestbefore]

Mmm, there's a fae designer I met not long after I arrived here. He's asked me to model in several of his shows in my time here and he usually pays me in clothing. Which was fine, since I hadn't arrived here with much of anything. [ She looks a little sheepish at that. ] I haven't worn most of them yet, but I thought it might be time to try.

[clickclickbang]

He's got A+ taste and you should totally keep modeling for him.

[Just saying. But now! Dinner and a distraction. Prompto leads Yona in, getting the door and everything like a gentleman. The place is a bit loud, but not offensively so, and it's very warm and cozy, easy to see why Prompto might like going here. Prompto manages to get a table that's pretty quiet, at least.]

You want me to pick something for you or do you, like, have things you like or...?

[darkestbefore]

We can look at a menu and decide from there. [ She offers him a warm smile as she settles down at a table with him. ] Do you have any favorites here?

[clickclickbang]

Oh, there's this thing they make that has, like, ginger and some kinda spicy sauce thing? I love it, but I just like spicy things...oh, there's a berry vodka drink that's pretty good, or, y'know, regular beer and stuff. Oh, and some of the other Mirrorbound taught them how to do french fries and onion rings, which are terrible for me but I'm getting them anyway.

[darkestbefore]

[ She blinks at this spill of somewhat unfamiliar words, head cocked inquisitively to the side. ]

What are french fries and...onion rings?

[clickclickbang]

Things I am getting enough of to share. French fries are sliced fried potatoes and onion rings are...rings of onion, also fried. I try to eat healthy, okay, but if I'm here I'm gonna eat fried food!

[darkestbefore]

I don't think I've had either of these things. [ She looks curious, though. ] And I'm sure one night of indulgence wouldn't be the worst thing. Sometimes it's very warranted.

[clickclickbang]

Said by someone who has never had to watch their weight. Anyway, drinks?

[darkestbefore]

[ She glances down at herself in confusion. ]

Watch my... what? What does that mean? [ The concept is completely foreign to her. ]

And yes, drinks would be nice.

[clickclickbang]

Weight. Poundage. Waist size?

[Anyway.]

See anything interesting?

[darkestbefore]

...Is that something that has to be... 'watched' in your world?

[ What a strange concept.

But she does pause to peruse the menu, glancing over the food and drink descriptions. She recognizes a few she'd tried before down at the bar Caster favors and her eyes light up when she spots one of them - among the appetizers of course. ]

Oh! They have the soft pretzel-things here with cheese. Have you ever tasted that before? It's amazing.

[clickclickbang]

It does for some people--I've gotta be careful.

[But at the mention of soft pretzels, his eyes light up.]

Uh, yes? They're good with ranch--uh, a type of dressing, too. Wanna get some?