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Luke's Diner [Sunday brunch]

After ~~handwavily~~ setting Sunday morning as a date for further groveling, Max swung by 'Dite's to pick her up, do a little bit of preliminary apologizing, give her flowers and some candy, and then escort her to the diner. It wasn't fancy, but it was comfortable, and that counted for a lot.

"So, on a scale from one to ten, how would you say my efforts to get back into your good graces are going?" he asked his companion, trying to sound like he was joking and mostly managing it.

[Luke's modded used with permission, Max is here for his date, but Luke's is a public diner. 'Dite also modded with permission. Apparently I am a modding machine!]

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For people who aren't Max and Aphrodite who might want to swing by the diner.

For people who are Aphrodite and Max. Well, technically "or" in this case, but whatever.

After a pound of candy, two bouquets, and several apologies, not to mention breakfast on Sunday, Max was at least no longer in danger of being turned into a teal deer. But 'Dite wasn't going to tell him that.

"Ask me again after breakfast." She gave him a smile and took a sip of her orange juice. "So, how's your friend? Is he okay? Can you tell me what happened?"

"I'm... not sure," Max admitted after a moment to consider the question. "In some ways he seemed just fine, but... there was something on his mind. Something we didn't get to talk about." Mostly because Mitchell and Max didn't have a real "talk about it" relationship.

"If he wasn't going to talk to you, why did he call you? Why did you go?"

She wasn't going to whine, no.

Okay, maybe just a little. "You spent the day with him, and he didn't even tell you what's going on?"

"He's not precisely the sharing sort," Max sighed. "I could tell something was on his mind, and I was hoping that would be enough to get him to talk to me." It wasn't like Max pushed those kinds of issues himself.

"Not precisely the sharing sort?" That made Aphrodite smile. "Hello, Pot, meet Kettle." The comment was made in an off-hand manner. She wasn't even sure Max would know that saying.

Shaking her head, she flipped her hair back a little. "So, you went to a bar with him and talked, and . . . that's it? That's what made you forget our date at the Olympics?"

Max watched quite a bit of TV (Mitchell's influence, actually), so he'd picked up all sorts of colloquialisms. "Hey, are you saying I'm not the sharing sort?"

Well, he wasn't. At least in the same way Mitchell wasn't, but he could pretend to be hurt. And grin.

As for missing their date... "Sadly it takes a lot of my concentration to try to read someone as taciturn as Mitchell. I was spending most of my attention on trying to figure out what was going on." And on helping Mitchell pick up a girl... Which was a bit odd all by itself.

"But you didn't figure it out? How long did you guys sit at that bar?"

"A couple of hours," Max admitted. He almost said something about him being bad at reading people, which was what he would normally do, but it'd be a lie of sorts and for some reason he wasn't entirely comfortable doing that to 'Dite.

"A couple of hours. You're serious?" She shook her head. "Max . . . did you really just forget, or did you just decide you didn't want to hang out with me that day?"

What was this? The goddess of love, showing insecurity? Someone alert the media!

Not you, Squirrels.

Max frowned slightly. "Aphrodite... have you ever known me to be a subtle sort of guy? If I didn't want to spend time with you, I'd tell you." His expression slipped into a sort of ~~hot~~warm smile. "And since it's pretty much the opposite, you really don't have to worry about that."

He emphasized his point by reaching across the table to gently take her hand.

Squeezing his fingers gently, she smiled, her head tilting as her smile turned flirty. "So . . . maybe we can get spend the day together? Maybe . . . just hang out?"

Aphrodite had considered holding out for jewelry, but there was time enough for that.

"I'd like that," Max allowed with a slow, lazy smile.

"And... well, maybe during the rest of the week, too?" He wasn't sure if he'd told her about going on the trip for the break or not... But he knew he hadn't suggested she join him. He hadn't been sure whether he should or not, but... it would be fun, so... might as well ask.

There was a visible gleam of excitement, and she held tighter to his hand. "The whole week? Really?" The smile faded a little. "But Karla said the school was taking the students on some kind of trip. Don't you have to go with?"

'Dite chuckled a little. "She said they were going to the Pajamas? But she didn't think she got the name right."

"The Bahamas," Max responded with a laugh. It was sort of like Karla to get that one wrong. "And I'm going..." He lifted an eyebrow in unspoken invitation.

Aphrodite blinked. She opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Another blink, and then she leaned forward to ask, "Max? Are you asking me to go with you to the Bahamas?"

Max chuckled. "What did I say about not being subtle? Yes, I'm asking you if you'd like to join me on the trip to the Bahamas."

There was nothing subtle about 'Dite's response.

She jumped up from her chair, clapping, then made record time darting around the table to reach Max and kiss him. And kiss him again. Then she clapped again, moved back around the table and sat down.

Composing herself, she took a deep breath and schooled her expression.

"Well, yes, I think I could fit a trip into my schedule, sure."

Max was still trying to catch his breath when she made him laugh. "Really? You're sure it wouldn't be too much trouble? I mean, I know how busy you are..."

"Well, of course it would be trouble; I'll have to pack, make sure there's someone to take care of the store and Hercules, and-- oh, goodness, I have to call Karla! We made plans to go the Olympics tomorrow." No, that wasn't a pointed look at Max at all. "But since she was going to go on the trip as well, that's perfect! We can just leave in the morning from there instead of here!"

'Dite had obviously forgotten that this was supposed to be trouble. "Oh, Max, thank you! You're not upset that I'll be disappearing for the day tomorrow, are you?" She pouted just a little. "I promise I'll be back tomorrow night!"

Max grinned. "I don't think I've got the right to be upset considering things, but... Even if I did, I wouldn't. You've got more going on in your life than just me." And he liked that about her.

Aphrodite wasn't positive how to take that, since she wanted Max to be a bigger part of her life. For a moment she was tempted to ask him to join them tomorrow, but Karla had seemed excited about it being just the two of them, off on an adventure, and 'Dite found herself liking that idea as well.

"We could always take off and go to the Olympics on Tuesday? Or Wednesday? Either one."

"I like the sound of that," Max admitted. "Take a vacation from the vacation, so to speak?"

"I bet I could get us tickets to the gold medal Hockey game!" Big burly men on skates chasing a tiny puck. She thought Max would like the skill and strategy and she just liked watching the men. Or the women. "Either one!"

"I take it the gold medal Hockey game is a big deal?" Max asked.

"The biggest! There are three medals for each event; bronze for third, silver for second, and gold for first. And Hockey? In Canada? They'll be rioting in the streets, whether Canada wins or not!"

Max chuckled. "Remember what happened last time we were involved in a riot?"

"Wha -- oh." She smiled. "Right."

Well, she knew what she wasn't wearing to the Olympics.

"Does that mean you don't want to go?"

"That isn't what it means at all," Max laughed. "I'd love to go."

"Excellent!" She clapped again, grinning happily. "So when do we leave on this trip?" A sudden thought hit her, and she frowned. "Are there separate rooms for men and women, like the kids, or can we share?"

If her lip moved out just a fraction more, she'd be pouting.

"Unfortunately..." Max began, trying to sound grave and serious.

"I only have the one room, so I'm afraid you'll have to share with me..."

It was by sheer will that Aphrodite did not squeal. "Well, I guess that'll be okay." Wink. "And when are we leaving?"

"Well, I have to head out this afternoon since I'm technically a chaperone. Someone's gotta keep the kids out of trouble." He cocked his head slightly. "You could come with me, or you and Karla could catch up tomorrow. Whichever you prefer."

"You, keeping the kids out of trouble?" 'Dite chuckled. "I can't wait to see that." She tilted her head. "How about I go with you tonight and Karla and I can leave from there in the morning? You can buy us a coffee before we leave."

"Deal," Max grinned. Far be it from him to turn down a night with a beautiful woman.

I thought about ending the world, but... I have dance class on Tuesday, so...

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