The Arms Hotel; Wednesday [ 06/03 ].

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

The day to be had at the Arms Hotel today was going to be an awkward one. Valentine had made the mistake of bringing her German book from the library with her, which instantly prompted Gunther to seize on the opportunity to speak in German (and nothing but) to Valentine and insist that she talk back to him in only German, as well, otherwise du erlernen nichts.

This in and of itself would not have been problematic if it weren't for the fact that what Gunther wanted to talk about was cooking. Particularly what he was cooking today...

Today's Special:
Bratwurst with Spicy Mustard
Wiesswurst
Knackwurst und Kraut

So this meant that Valentine was being subjected to a man talking about nothing but the juiciness and size of his sausages, while waving them about for her to see. After last night's licorice conversation, it didn't take long at all for Valentine to just pretty much want this whole awkward business over. To think she'd only just got there, too.

The Arms Hotel is open!

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Re: Talk to Valentine -- 06/03.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Like I said," Valentine said, returning a smile. "Nothing of consequence. I'm learning German and Chinese, though, and, in exchange, enlightening a mind to the great philosophical minds of our century."

Re: Talk to Valentine -- 06/03.

[endsthegame]

"Demosthenes?"

Re: Talk to Valentine -- 06/03.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

Valentine grinned. "Who else?"

Re: Talk to Valentine -- 06/03.

[endsthegame]

"I always took you for a Platonic girl," he said, skimming his fingers over to find hers, now.

Re: Talk to Valentine -- 06/03.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

Was that...yes, Ender's fingers had found hers, and Valentine smiled a little, as her fingers gave his a little squeeze. "Most people do."