Pizza Planet, Tuesday evening

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny had handwavily swung by Isabel's room and picked her up for their pizza date. It was what he needed and he was sure she'd enjoy herself as well. Besides, she was leaving Thursday and he wanted to spend time with her, just her, before she left.

He opened the door for her, saying over her shoulder, "Skies the limit - get whatever kind of pizza you want, and just so you know, sweetheart, my pockets are lined with quarters."

(ooc: For izzyalienqueen and thread locked to them please, otherwise Pizza Planet open for all your pizza needs!)

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"To pay for the pizza?" Isabel teased as she led the way to a booth and slide inside. "And I'm good with anything on a pizza except pineapple and ham. Because even my tastebuds say that that's just weird."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"I thought you were paying for the pizza?" he teased right back, sliding in opposite her. "And what? Pineapple and ham are like so great!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She shook her head, thinking to the trip to New York. "No way. That's just weird California hippie thinking."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Laughing, he shook his head, "All right, we'll go for an all meat pizza, that sound good to you?" Johnny was starving.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Perfectly acceptable," Isabel replied. "With maybe some hot peppers on half?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Hot peppers on all," he winked and slid out of the booth dropping some quarters on the table. "I'll go order and you pick a song."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I can do that," she smiled, taking the quarters and sliding out of the booth.

Isabel returned two minutes later, snickering a bit at Aretha Franklin's Respect started blaring from the jukebox.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He turned around from the counter, quirking a brow at the song choice, laughing and shaking his head. He ordered an extra large pizza and breadsticks then sauntered back to the booth, holding out his hand to her. "If I have to dance to this, I better get it overwith now while the place is practically empty."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Happily sitting in the booth, tapping her fingers in time with the music, Isabel grinned. "Well we could sit this one out with the chair dancing clause. And then wait for something else. You could pick next."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He smiled slowly, "Uh-uh, come here, sweetheart..."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're evil," she said, getting to her feet and resigning herself to dancing. She wouldn't sing along though. Nope. Not her.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny took her hands and pulled her up against him, grinning down at her. "Is there any other way to be?" Grinning, he moved to twirl her around him.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel let herself twirl, laughing as she did so. "I suppose you do get to have more fun."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Yep, and tonight especially." He winked at her. "You have to keep me out after curfew, Isabel. I'm totally counting on you."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I think I can handle that," she grinned, moving in time with the music. "We could wind up in trouble though. Are you ready for it?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He quirked a brow, "I'd like to see her try. She calls me into her office and I'm walking in on fire." Or something like that. "I'll at least walk in playing with it."

The song was winding down and their order arrived. Taking her hand, he brought it up to his mouth to kiss the back. "Dinner has arrived." Waggling of brows.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel couldn't help herself and she totally blamed Friday's workshop. "Dirty?"

Poking him in the ribs at the eyebrow waggle, she flounced back to the table. "Good. I'm hungry."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Do you think Umbridge would like it?" Yes, he was going along with the dirty.

Johnny sat down after she did and dug in, quiet for the first few moments while he dedicated his time to his hungry stomach. "Mmmm."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"No. I don't think our esteemed substitute principal would appreciate it," she said, blotting her slice of pizza with a napkin. "Dirty or otherwise."

"This is very good. Much better then scrounging in the common rooms."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Then I'm definitely doing the playing with fire thing. If I get caught. I'm good with the sneaky, sweetheart."

Johnny agreed with a big bite and a nod of his head.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Are you now?" Isabel asked, taking a more lady-like bite. "This woman seems like she has eyes everywhere."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Probably because she does. I'm almost hoping I get called into her office so I can tell her what she can do with her decree's." He picked up a breadstick and bit the end off, nodding at Isabel.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She reached for a breadstick of her own, waving it for emphasis. "Yeah? And when you wind up with detention till Principal Washburn comes back? Then what are you going to do?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Serve it. All for the good of my school, right?" He shrugged, looking entirely too cool about it. "How long does it take to have a baby and come back to work anyway?"

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo had the munchies. No reason, really. And he required pizza. Lots and lots of pizza.