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Cafe Fina, Thursday Evening

It was Thursday, which meant it was time for Supper Club! This week brought them at last to Cafe Fina, where Lydia did hope no one would find it too strange to eat from the singing, dancing tableware. Herself, she was rather looking forward to seeing the number they'd been rehearsing when she'd popped by to make the reservation.

Cafe Fina is open! Welcome to Supper Club, everyone!

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Liliana would deny sentimentality with her dying breath and take out any squirrels so foolish as to tempt Ignis' wrath by offering evidence to the contrary.

"Indeed, I'd prefer that my fork not begin to shimmy while I'm attempting to eat," she said, hooking her chin over his shoulder. "What brought you here before, darling?"

Liliana was better versed in the subtly of even Ignis' faintest smiles, so she would likely notice the touch of sadness under the wryness of his current one, even if it was accompanied with a faint huff of amusement.

"My birthday," he said. "The year before last. Apparently, it was the only place deemed fancy enough for my particularly discerning palate. Considering that the alternative would have likely been a Cup Noodle^TM, I was certainly not about to object."

"Ah," Liliana said softly, turning to brush a soft kiss against his cheek. "And it also avoided another ship made of cold cuts, which is something to be celebrated at well."

An arm stole around his waist. "You indulged me in throwing you a birthday party last year, I suppose I should actually ask how you'd like to be celebrated this one." Her lips next grazed over his ear. "Both publicly and in private..."

Leaning slightly into Liliana, Ignis let out a small laugh. "Publicly," he stated, "I'd rather prefer for it to be ignored all together, but between the the three of you, I've rather given up on that particularly futile hope entirely."

"You'll have to give me a very good reason why I should," Liliana sniffed. "I shan't say it's impossible, but I will give you very poor odds."

The arm around his waist cinched slightly tighter. "That, was, I note, only half of what I asked."

There was a small, pleased smile, as Ignis rather suspected he wasn't going to get away with deftly not mentioning that other half, and, as a matter of fact, he would have been disappointed if he had.

"My very good reason," he informed her, after leaning in to kiss her, "is simply that that you did ask how I would like to be celebrated, and as far as everyone else is concerned, it is precisely that.

"But..."

Another kiss, before he continued.

"To complete your inquiry with more satisfaction, darling..." There was another pause, this one as if to ensure that what he said next was his utmost and definitive desire, "I think I'd like to travel. Somewhere new, or relatively so, for the both of us, where we can simply revel in good food, fine wine, and each other."

"So long as you are willing to explain to Prompto and Gladio why I have whisked you away and they are left wanting for your company on your birthday, I believe I can be quite amenable to such a celebration," Liliana said with a low chuckle. "Though you can hardly blame any of us for believing that you ought to be celebrated, my darling."

A kiss - a properly improper one, since they'd not yet done so since arriving - and she added, "I was mentioning to Percy that I should kidnap you off to Kylem for a bit, but not for your birthday, clearly."

Somehow, Ignis did not think much of an explanation would truly be needed. And he did not think that Liliana wouldn't notice him deftly avoiding even acknowledging any discourse on what ought to be deserving of their attention and energy.

"Mmmm, clearly," he agreed, regardless of how clear it actually may have been, drawing himself closer to her and that precarious edge where it became all too easy for him to forget nearly everything else around them (although the singing was a handy anchor to the public nature of this current state). "But I certainly wouldn't object to a small modicum of extra kidnapping."

Barring it occurring on a school night, of course.

Oh, she absolutely noticed. But she also knew a protracted campaign when she fought one.

"Considering your birthday happens to fall on a Friday this year, I do believe that I can finagle an appropriate amount of kidnapping that will affect neither work nor school schedules."

Since she knew Ignis' opinions on the sanctity of school nights.

"Are there any places that you have so desired to visit, my darling? You know how I enjoy fulfilling such things."

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