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Cafe Fina, Tuesday

The puffer fish was gone, fortunately. Unfortunately, at Wadsworth's urging, chilled monkey brains was a dessert special. It was only by dint of much argument and some small amount of yelling that Walter was able to keep that particular treat off of the dessert cart.

He's there. He's on edge. It's a Tuesday.

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He's trying to keep Wadsworth from suggesting the dessert special to people without elaborating.,

Snappish? Walter? Could it be because not all of the puffer fish was gone after all and he found it for his lunch?

So, after working there, Nadia had sworn up and down that she wouldn't ever go back to eat at Cafe Fina.

Which is why she's wearing a clever disguise just now.

Hey, she's hungry. And apparently has been shoping, judging by the opaque black plastic bag she's carrying. . . .

Walter eyed Nadia, the disguise, and the bag, and escorted her to a table without commenting on any of them.

"Hello there. What can I get you tonight?" He'd ensure the kitchen staff didn't do anything odd.

Nadia was pretty sure Walter saw right through the clever disguise, but that was okay.

"Hmmm. Steak, medium rare, with buttered asparagus, and . . . surprise me on the potato. And a . . . birch beer."

Asking for a surprise with the mood the kitchen staff was in? He'd just bring her the katsu potatoes.

"Right away." The birch beer was on the table before the kitchen door stopped swinging.

Yes, but Nadia had the buffer of Walter between her and the kitchen staff. And she intended for it to remain that way.

She downed the birch beer rather exceedingly quickly.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like a cerveza Quilmes?" Walter asked as he set her steak on the table. "Or just another birch beer?"

"Oo. Both, please."

Yes, she's eating the ice. Either she's suddenly diabetic, she's run several miles, or she's up to something.

Well, he'd see with time. Maybe.

Walter returned with her drinks and waited at the table with that expectant look that meant he was either waiting for a tip, which was premature, or to be dismissed.

Nadia downed the beer in an entirely ladylike manner, of course.

Then started on the birch beer.

She gave Walter a sidelong glance, and when she'd finished the second drink, asked "do you want to join me? Or just watch?"

"Will you need something else to drink?" he asked, smiling faintly. "Perhaps a pitcher of water?"

"Hmmm. Maybe one more glass."

She hadn't specified, so he returned with a birch beer.

"I have a girlfriend, but she needn't know if you'd like to meet me after work," he said as he set the glass on the table.

"Well, how could I turn down an offer like that from a handsome stranger?"

Nadia had downed her asparagus in the time it took to bring the birch beer.

Which she downed as quickly as she had the others.

Then she started serenely cutting her steak.

Perhaps she'd tell him what she was up to.

"I'm sure I don't know. And of course you'll let me know if you need anything else."

"Of course. Thank you." Nadia sat up a bit straighter. "Loo."

And headed quickly for the bathroom.

With the bag.

Uh huh.

What was she up to?

But he was at work and had other things to do than stand around leering at her when she came back from the toilet.

She came back. Nothing was apparently missing from the bag as she sat down and started into her steak.

Walter would find out what she was up to . . . eventually.

Normal would be too easy in a girlfriend or boyfriend, wouldn't it?

"I'll just leave you to your meal. I'd recommend against the desserts this evening, however."

"Oh? Is there something wrong with them?"

"It depends on whether you were raised with some extremely exotic cuisine or not."

"Well I'm sure I'll be fine with this steak."

"Then I'll leave you to your meal. Don't hesitate to ask if you require anything."

"I won't Thank you." Nadia concentrated on enjoying the rest of her meal, then quietly paid what she was pretty sure the meal would cost, with a healthy sized tip.

Then hung about outside, enjoying the cool but pleasant evening while waiting for the end of Walter's shift.

Walter came out after his shift and spotted her, strolling over and smiling. "Couldn't resist the handsome stranger?"

"Not after a lovely dinner like that." Nadia grinned up at him. "Are you sure your girlfriend won't mind?"

"I think she might make an exception for you." He smiled and shrugged. "Or she might make me wish I was Pip."

"Maybe we should just make sure she never knows." Nadia stood. "You place, or mine?"

"I have a roommate." Walter slipped his arm around her waist. "We might have to be creative unless you have a place with some privacy."

"Alas, so do I. Though I do love creativity in a man."

Ping here for Cafe Fina special services (http://badassbutler.livejournal.com/5950.html)

Ask not what special services Cafe Fina can do for you... As what special services you can do for Cafe Fina...

Or what special services you can do in Cafe Fina....

Good thing the fire sprinklers are in working order.

Expecting things to get hot, are we?

[Good Morning Vietnam]
Hot and wet. Nice if you're with a lady, ain't no good if you're in the jungle.
[/Good Morning Vietnam]

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