Café Fina, Sunday Afternoon

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The Master showing up yesterday had been an unexpected surprise.
Which, given the way the plates were now cowering off in the corner, might not have been a great thing.
But Lumiere had decided to open the place on a Sunday, even though it was supposed to be the staff's day off, if only to keep the Master convinced that they were being good, productive enchanted servants.
Yes, Café Fina is open. And there are napkins doing the serving today, as the saucers are all rather traumatized.


[Please wait for some weetiny OCD! OCD is up!]

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Be Our Guest!

[sexycandlepants.livejournal.com]

Yep, it's napkins today. Ignore that the icon is full of dinner plates.

Feel free to mod the napkins as you take a seat and order your meal!

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Rita was dressed up in her best dark clothes, ready to charm the hell out of Eric.

And then do Crime!

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Weiss wasn't drunk, but that's because he was built like a barrel. He was a little more free with words. Damn tequila. "Rita. You're looking... very cool."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, Eric." Rita blushed a little, and folded her napkin between her fingers. "You look very-- attractive, tonight. How was your day of investigating?"

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[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

Weiss sat down and put his head in his hands. "Bel hugged me."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Belle?" Her smile became more rigid. "Who's Belle?" At least he didn't look happy about it.

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"Belthazor. He's this guy who totally hates me," Weiss said. "Except now he's peace, love, and freaking me out."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ooooohhhhh." Rita laughed in relief, then sobered. "I'm so sorry that he's upsetting you, though. Wait, why does he hate you? I can't even imagine that."

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"I used to radio," Weiss said. "And, uh, I said some things that he might've wanted kept quiet."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"That's certainly not fair," Rita said sympathetically. "But now he's hugging you? He couldn't have just changed his mind, do you think?" She smiled up at the server, and said, "Caesar salad, please, and white wine."

It never did to eat a lot before a big job.

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"Maybe? Not likely. Last time I saw him before this weekend, he looked really grumpy," Weiss said.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you want, we can always leave the Island," Rita pointed out. "Just for a little while? To get away from our problems?"

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[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

"I don't know if that's such a good idea with everything so weird right now," Weiss said. "We should help."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Rita took a sip of wine, then smiled brightly at him. "Of course we do." She leaned forward, eyes on his, hoping the cleavage would distract him a little. "But once we have it figured out, well...."

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[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

"Once we have it figured out, Parker will be back and you can escape with your Eric," Weiss said. "Because I won't give up on her."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Rita dug her fingernails into her palm, then took a slug of wine. "My. That's -- devoted, of you. She must really be something special."

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[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

"She's... Rita, I am sorry..." Weiss frowned.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"It just hurts," Rita said softly. "I know I'm not her, and you're not him, but you are him, really. And what if I can't find my Eric? Or what if she got eaten by a lion?"

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"If your Eric is anything like me, he didn't get eaten by a lion," Weiss assured her. Although if that one lion hadn't thought he was the voice of CNN...

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"That's true." She gave him a bright, admiring smile. "He'd never, ever, ever leave me. He loves me."

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"Uh... good for him?" He was loyal, sure, but... that sounded just weird.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Exactly." Rita leaned forward again, giving him the blue-eyed gaze of Wow You're Strong. "Just like you. You wouldn't forget someone if she had to leave you for a while. Right?"

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"Uh, notice how I haven't forgotten Parker," Weiss said. "Don't worry about me."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

And just for a second there, Eric might have seen something more than vengeful cross Rita's face. Possibly verging on psychotic. "Of course you wouldn't," Rita said softly, almost threateningly. "And I'm not worried about you. I'm worried about her."

Then her usual bright smile was back. "Shall we get wine as well?"

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[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Waldo was once again over in a back table. He was looking over a menu.

Talk to Lumiere!

[sexycandlepants.livejournal.com]

If you need him, he's the anxious looking guy standing by the kitchen door. You know, the one whose hands are on fire.

OOC!

[sexycandlepants.livejournal.com]

There should be pie on the menu. But what kind?

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Blood & Chocolate!