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Dinner and a Movie--Evening

Orlin walked over to Clay's shop to pick her up for their dinner and a movie date. How exciting.

Orlin had cleaned himself up, had a shave, nice button down shirt, suave corderoy pants, hot jacket. And although he looked smooth, Orlin was definately terrified. His first real date ever, that he could remember anyways.

He walked into Agathas' shop and grinned, there she was, as cute as ever.

[[ooc: for Orlin and Agatha mostly. post at your own risk :) slowplay ]]

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Agatha closed the shop a bit early, so as to have time to dress up (http://pics.livejournal.com/heterodine/pic/00009z5p/g2) for the occasion.

Orlin's outifit (http://spectacle.provocateuse.com/images/spectacles/sean_patrick_flannery_01.jpg) Paled in comparison. And to think Orlin had thought he was all dressed up.

"You look really nice Clay," Orlin offered when he found his voice.

She might have overdressed. But she really didn't so much have anything between overalls and very fancy. She might need to fix that.
Though he was nto dressed up as much as herself, orlin looked rather fine in what he was wearing.

And his compliment made her blush. At this point, everythign he did or said made her blush really.

"Thank you. You look rather nice yourself."

Orlin grinned, "Why thank you pretty lady." he drawled.

Aha! Clay was blushing again. Orlin wished he could keep her in a constant blushing ~~ong sorry not that way~~ state. Because it was adorable.

Agatha just smiled at him, and walked over to the door, ready to lock up the shop. She did put a dingbot into her purse though. You never knew when you would need a small robot after all.

"Shall we?"

"What?" Orlin asked, grinning mishevously, "No, 'hello nice to see you' kiss?" He put on a sad face and pretended to pout. But his eyes were still twinkling.

"Hello, it is nice to see you." She kissed him, grinned mischevously and walked outside the shop. Ther eshe waited for him to come out as well, so she could lock up.

Orlin happily followed Clay out of the shop and waited for her to lock up. And then he somehow managed to suavely grab her hand and do the couple hand walk thing as they started walking off down the street.

"So, I was thinking chinese?" Orlin asked, smiling down at the much shorter Clay's head.

Agatah was really fascinated by the little shivers that went down her spine when he took her hand.

"Chinese. Sounds new and interesting."

"Oh it is. They have wontons, and eggroles..." Orlin chattered on explaing what types of food there was and answering questions untill they had reached the restaurant.

"After you Clay," Orlin smiled, opeing the door for Agatha.

Aww, he was so gentlemanly about it. Agatha walked intothe NPC Chinese restaurant, thanking him for holding the door open.

The polite servitor showed them to a seat, placed menues in front of them and left them to descide.

Orlin opened his menu. Yummm... Chinese food.

"I'm terribly happy that you agreed to go out on a date with me." Orlin said, slightly hiding behind the menu.

"Ah, I would like sweet tea please," He told the waiter as he asked then what he wanted to drink. He smiled at Clay, and looked at her quesioningly.

Agatha looked at hte waiter, realized she had no idea wht to order, and thus did the safe thing. "Sweet tea for me as well."

She looked up from the menu at Orlin. It was cute, she was lookign at him over hte top of the menu and over the top of her glasses.

"Well, I am terribly happy you asked."

"Really? You are?" He beamed. And then pulled a Clay and blushed.

He sighed, and placed down his menu. "Do you like spicy or sweeter food?" He said, noticing her deperate looks at her own menu. He grinned cheekily, "They have really good vegetarian and carnivore foods too."

"Really, i am." He was adorable when he blushed. She will keep that in mind, oh yes.

"Spicy. But not too spicy." She was rather glad he was helping. She had never had chinese food before, so all the names of dishes sounded strange.

"Maybe you should get a spring roll, some fried rice and chicken balls or something?" Orlin offered. "I can get ginger beef and wontons and we can spilt it so you can try more stuff?"

Damn, he was blushing, how embaressing.

[[ooc: will be on and off for awhile, but class is done thank god, so tired]]

Agatah banished the thought about chickens nto having balls. It was highly unladylike.

"Sounds like a good plan, lets do that."

[[ooc: same here. well no, iam always on the machine, but lots o'work.]]

Orlin had the feeling that Clay had no idea what she was getting herself into, but didn't say anything. It could be funny. Instead he reached across the table and caught one of her hands and stroked her fingers.

"As you wish pretty Clay."

She tilted her head to the side, and positively had to ask.

"Why do you call me by my last name rather then my first name?"
She caught his fingers with hers, and interlaced them.

"Hmm?" Orlin asked, thoroughly distracted by hand holdingness.

"Oh, why do I call you Clay?" He paused and thought for a moment. "The last time I was human, it's how everyone addressed each other." He shrugged, and remembered Carter.

"Hmm, it's nto what i am used to, and it isn't what people here in Fandom seem to do. It's kind of novel and neat though." She didn't want to offend him. "I think peopel either say Mr. or Miss Lastname, or jsut use the first name."

"Would you prefer I call you Agatha?" he asked corteously. He raised her hand ang kissed it, smiling.

"All in all, i think so, yes." After beign slightly distracted by the hand kissage, she asked "Is Orlin your first name, yoru last name, or the only name you have?"

"The only one I have," Orlin replied, releasing her hand as the food arrived. "Help yourself Clay, er Agatha. Can I still call you Clay?" He looked hopelessly pathetic. but still cute.

Agatha looked at hte food that the waiter had brought. There was a whole lot of it, andit all looked new and exciting. And there were little sticks instead of utensils.

"You can still call me Clay. If you really want to." She looked at hte food again. "So, what is what. And, um... what are the sticks for?"

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