Outback Steakhouse, Thursday Evening

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia had been left entirely to her own devices to choose this week's restaurant for Supper Club, and ultimately had selected the "Outback Steakhouse." It had something to do with Australia, as she understood it, and she knew absolutely nothing about the food of that continent.

Honestly, all she knew was that it was where they sent criminals. But she was excited to learn, and she was sure some other people would be, as well! Welcome to Supper Club, everyone!

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Re: Arrive and Mingle

[fears_no_one]

"Miss Bennet," Flint replied, standing up to greet her. "This place is...a change from our previous restaurant."

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[mustbeawitch]

"It rather is, isn't it?" Lydia asked as she bobbed a curtsey in return. "I wasn't sure what to expect. I know so little of Australia. Except that it's full of criminals, of course." Of course!

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[fears_no_one]

"Of course," Flint replied, "but so is Nassau."

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[mustbeawitch]

"Yes, but we don't hold that against it," Lydia said, "so I suppose we must extend Australia the same courtesy."

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[fears_no_one]

"Might I hold drink-related grudges against Australia?" Flint asked.

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[mustbeawitch]

"Certainly you may if you wish," Lydia said. "It is a rather unnatural shade of blue, is it not?" Perhaps it was a special berry they had in Australia.

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[fears_no_one]

"And it has a plastic shark in it," Flint pointed out unnecessarily. "The red blood touch is also...something."

He kind of liked that touch, but it felt too close to endorsing the entire drink, which he wasn't.

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[mustbeawitch]

"It's not...actual blood, is it?" Australia, what had you done?

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[fears_no_one]

"It's too sweet to be blood."

Flint, why do you know that.

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[mustbeawitch]

"Oh, good," Lydia said, not even pausing to wonder why Flint knew that. After all, she knew what blood tasted like as well (of course, she was a witch). "I am very much not fond of blood. Silly of me, I know." Especially since she was a witch.

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[fears_no_one]

"Well, it's rather poor taste to have it in a restaurant," Flint said. "Blood belongs in taverns."

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[mustbeawitch]

"Not that I would know," Lydia said, perhaps a touch too hastily. "I shall have to take your word for it, sir."

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[fears_no_one]

"You should definitely never go to the taverns I've seen," Flint agreed.

So many murders, Lydia.

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[mustbeawitch]

Sometimes Fitzwilliam Darcy woke up in a cold sweat remembering some of the places he had gone in London, looking for Lydia Bennet, and the vague, companionable presence at his side during that search that had turned out to be Lydia Bennet.

Lydia quite deliberately didn't think about that part of her life at all, except for at moments like this where she found herself saying, "I shall take your word for it, sir," from what felt like half a step's remove.

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[fears_no_one]

Flint nodded. "Nassau is not at all civilized and prefers itself that way. But that does mean some protections are decidedly lacking."