Cafe Fina - Wednesday - 10/15

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He'd spent most of yesterday in his room (during everyone's rehearsal) and with his father (after it), going over details but mostly just spending time together. There'd been mention of a bit of cooking instruction but it hadn't happened; really, Liir had spent the time telling Fiyero about some of the things that'd happened at school and the things he'd learned and how his progress was.

All in all, there'd been more productive days but not many better ones.

That was why he was more relaxed than chipper, more content than necessarily prone to smiles, and cooking up things that were a little more like home than here. Home. He could call Oz home today without feeling odd.
Today's Specials
Spiced Chicken Soup with Vegetables
Lamb and Minted Jelly
Candied Pearlfruit with Sticky Rice
Summer Ice
The Cafe Fina was open.

[Fiyero lightly godded with permission]

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Food, hold the Ozian.

Liir

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Ozian, with food!

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

Ino hadn't been here for a while to visit him, and she wandered over on her lunch break still wearing her sunglasses.

She contemplated the specials board. "...how spicy is spicy?"

That totally worked as a hello, come on.

Re: Liir

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"It's more flavorful than hot," he admitted as he smiled out the small window between the kitchen and the rest of the place.

"I used to enjoy it as a child."

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

"I demand a hug," she informed him, smiling and peeking over her sunglasses for all of two seconds before hiding behind them again. "And do you think it'd be okay for a finicky little sister?"

Re: Liir

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I think she should like it," he said as he slipped out the door and offered his arms.

"How are you, Ino? Headache?"

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

There'd be clinging. Ino liked hugs.

"Mmf," she said, which was a yes, "always make my eyes sensitive."

Re: Liir

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He didn't mind in the least. He leaned against the wall to hug her firmly and she could stay there as she liked.

"That, and sound," he admitted. "I usually hide when I feel like that."

Though it wasn't often. He wondered if, perhaps, not using his mind had left his head a little less strained than others.

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

Well. There was also the fact that her headache came from being hungover a bit.

She shuddered. "Ugh. Don't even want to think 'bout being sensitive to loud noises too."

Re: Liir

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Anything I can do to help?" he offered with a small, sympathetic smile.

"Some of that soup?"

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

"No," she said sulkily, "I've had painkillers and been drinking water, so it's just waiting for it to go away now."

A beat.

"Soup works though." Another beat. "Please?"

Re: Liir

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He nodded before turning around to order some of the soup for her through the window. He didn't want to move if she wasn't feeling well.

"On the house," he said, since he'd have made it for her if he wasn't at work anyway.

"Did you want to sit, or--"

He was just fine staying here.

Re: Liir

[intraspective]

"Sitting," she sighed, leaving the hug. "Can't very well eat while being hugged either, yeah?"

Re: Liir

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew walked into cafe with much less hesitancy than last time. He wasn't really all that hungry, just hoping for some friendly conversation.

Re: Liir

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Liir poked his head out of the kitchen when he heard the door and smiled to see Andrew.

"Hello! In for lunch?"

Re: Liir

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He reconsidered; it did smell quite lovely. "Sure!" He took a seat. "How about the soup?"

Re: Liir

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"That I can do," he promised as he slipped into the kitchen and put in the order. He came back out with rolls and a pitcher full of iced water with lemon. The glasses were on the table already.

"How're you? How was the dance?"

Re: Liir

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"I'm fine. The dance was... really good." He had to make an effort not to sound too enthusiastic, but couldn't help the grin.

"How about you?" He glanced at the empty spot across from him. "Do you have to time to sit for bit?"

Re: Liir

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Liir noticed the grin.

"Good, I'm glad. I had a good time as well."

He looked at the seat across from Andrew and held up a finger before adding to the order a little. Then he made his way to the chair and took it easily enough.

"I do in fact. No class means I feel as if I can take my lunch break."

Re: Liir

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Andrew took a long drink, taking some time to formulate his next question. "Did you know Canada has their Thanksgiving like six weeks before we have ours?"

Re: Liir

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He actually nodded.

"Tony told me the other day at breakfast. Or brunch, or whatever. When I fried food and people came to say hello and not talk about the weekend."

He took poured himself some of the water and took a sip.

"I won't ask how that went. I know I don't want to discuss any portion of that weekend."

Re: Liir

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Thankfully, Andrew had spent the weekend in a coma, so he remembered nothing. "All I know is I woke up Monday morning feeling very refreshed and thinking it was Saturday."

He peered curiously at Liir. "But now I really want to know about your weekend."

Re: Liir

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He blushed almost painfully red and ducked his head.

"It seemed rather as if I'd... taken a slightly different road in life, one that involved being, er, rather..."

He couldn't even say the words.

Re: Liir

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"Rather..." Andrew leaned forward.

OOC

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...the capslock over A Lion Among Men really has no bounds. I love my canon. Canon love I my. My I canon love. Love my I canon.

And my boy *huggles him so*. Just EEEEEE.