Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was uncharacteristically wearing a baggy hoodie to work, and her hair - braids and all - was pulled back into a ponytail. Apart from these two things, though, the day at the flower shop was much like any other.

Except for the orange carnations, which kept randomly disappearing every time Octavia let them out of her sight, forcing her to go on repeated hunts around the store to see where they'd decided to hide this time while she was trying to put together a few orders featuring them.

Also, today's snack of choice were carrot cake Oreos. No reason.

(There was definitely a reason.)

[ooc: Open!]

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[betterthanaplan]

Duke arrived in the early afternoon again with takeout containers, this time from his own damn restaurant. He was maybe a bit too excited to show off his first "catch of the day" special.

"Fresh-caught striped seabass, broiled with ginger, garlic, and scallions," he announced, holding a clam shell container out for her. "Is there a Trig version of bon appetit?"

There was maybe still a little fish blood under his nails.

[okteiviakom]

Was it bad that made Octavia feel a tiny bit at home? Most people here were always so clean.

"None that I know of," she said, clearing out some space on the counter but leaving the package of cookies where it was, before reaching for the container. (Also, how did she end up being handed food and drinks so much lately?) "Isn't that something like... hoping someone enjoys their meal?"

[betterthanaplan]

The joys of easy access to indoor plumbing and soaps! Also, a society where most of the people did jobs that didn't get them that dirty in the first place.

"That's exactly what it is, yeah. I suppose if you're mostly eating on the go, those sorts of pleasantries get set aside."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged her non-tattooed shoulder. "Probably. Just shut up and eat, that kind of thing." She was sure it was different in more familial situations, but she'd never really been privy to those. "The sentiment's still translatable, though."

She thought about it while popping the container open.

"'Hofli yu dina ste non-non', maybe."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke noticed the half-shrug, his mouth curling a little. He knew all too well how sore you could be the first several days after a big tattoo. Of course, he tended towards the 'constantly move your arm to see if it still hurts' end of the spectrum.

He took a moment to parse that Trig sentence out, poking at the cookies. "Non-non?" he asked.

Also, since when did oreos come carrot cake flavored?

[okteiviakom]

"Means 'tasty'," Octavia supplied. "Kom daunde Oreo."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke couldn't help but laugh at that. He was totally going to end up mispronouncing it as 'nom-nom'. Probably not even accidentally.

"I don't know, Tavi, I've never been that big a fan of carrot cake. What's wrong with regular oreos?"

[okteiviakom]

He'd probably be able get away with claiming he was paying his respects to the word's etymology, too.

"Nothing," Octavia replied, amused in a way that was a fair bit more subdued than his, but still. "Regular's what I actually bought." Well, that and the peppermint bark ones, because she'd been curious. "This is what arrived at the apartment later."

[betterthanaplan]

"Did you order them to be shipped, or did they, like, transform on your way home? Because I swear that happened to some marshmallows I bought last month."

[okteiviakom]

"Neither."

Although she could definitely see the latter happening here, without question.

"I bought two packets and took them home, and then later, I was delivered this." A beat. "Along with, I think, one of every other kind that I hadn't bought." Did he know how many other kinds were available? Because she did!

[betterthanaplan]

He did not.

"How many other kinds do they even have?"

[okteiviakom]

"Over a dozen."

So she hadn't actually counted. She just knew there were a lot of cookies in her kitchen now.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke blinked and shook his head. "The future is weird."

It wasn't so much that they didn't have various Oreo flavors in 2008. It was more that Duke had never paid any attention to whether they did or not.

[okteiviakom]

"So is the past," Octavia replied with a snort.

It was all just a matter of perspective, but the fact that there were a ludicrous number of Oreo flavors remained.

"But I guess I'm trying them all, now."

[betterthanaplan]

"You pretty much have to," Duke said. "How many have you tried so far?"

[okteiviakom]

The little swivel of her fork was probably supposed to convey a sense of vagueness. "Four? Or five. I haven't been counting."

Yesterday had been an incredibly rare day of staying on the couch with ice cream and cookies.

[betterthanaplan]

"I'd ask if any of them was totally bizarre, but I guess you don't really have the context to tell."

[okteiviakom]

Well, he wasn't really wrong, but...

"The birthday cake ones," Octavia said, almost immediately. "No question."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke blinked. ". . . That's. . . ." He shook his head. ". . . 'Birthday' isn't a flavor. How does that even work?"

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know."

You could tell they were offensive by the emphasis, though.

[betterthanaplan]

"What are they, like, pink or something?"

It was the only thing he could think of that might make a cookie 'birthday' themed. Other than writing "happy birthday" on them.

[okteiviakom]

"They look like normal ones, but there's sprinkles in the stuffing." It didn't read very 'birthday' to her, but she wasn't sure she was the best judge. "I should've brought them with me."

At least he would probably have been able to identify the flavor as mostly cake frosting. Because Octavia definitely couldn't.

[betterthanaplan]

"Huh. I guess that's . . . festive?" Duke shrugged. "Nice for people who are into sprinkles, anyway."

[okteiviakom]

"They're a little over the top," Octavia drawled. Look, she'd indulged in things yesterday, but sprinkles were just unnecessary. They barely even tasted of anything! "But, I guess that's in line with how I ended up with so many cookies."

Or more specifically the person who'd made it happen.

[betterthanaplan]

"It is," Duke said, agreeing with both sentiments. "That's pretty classic 21st century America, though. Nonsensical name included."