Archer's - A Pub and Restaurant

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:37 pm

Ryan and Anita head into the restaurant side of the pub, it purports to serve wholesome, no-nonsense fare. They get a table easily enough, having arrived during a non-rush time.

Anita takes a seat and looks over the menu, pretty standard stuff, traditional English fare with the addition of a few other staple dishes such as pasta and the like.

"Hmmm, looks like a good place. Meat an' potatoes."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:47 pm

"Just imagine if they'd decided to make the school in France. I think I'd starve," Ryan joked as he looked over the menu.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:49 pm

"No kiddin'. Nevermind I'd never be able ta talk ta folks."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:52 pm

"Plus, we're American, so they wouldn't want to talk to us anyway," he added.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:57 pm

"Right." Anita orders when the waitress comes by, a beef pot pie and a beer.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:06 pm

Feeling, as usual, hungry as hell, Ryan ordered a shepherd's pie, and ordered a pint to go with it. "Gotta say, I love the beer over here," he added as the waitress left.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:10 pm

"Sooo... I don't mean ta bring the mood down, but can we talk about us for a bit?" Anita smiles. "Promise not ta guilt-trip ya."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:16 pm

Ryan got a sort of 'yeah, i saw this coming' smile. "Sure. What's on your mind?"

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:18 pm

"Ya don't have ta commit to anything. I just wanna know, do you maybe see us together someday, not datin' anybody else? Or do ya think it'll stay casual?"

Anita recieves her food from the waitress and thanks her.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:32 pm

If she was expecting Ryan to look uncomfortable, she'd be surprised. The question didn't seem to bother him in the least, and as he took a bite, he seemed to be considering it carefully. "Like you said, I'm not going to make any promises," he said. "But... yeah, I could see that. I like you. I have a lot of fun when we're out. I think it's a little soon to tell... but I think I could see that."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:34 pm

"Cool." Anita smiles. "That's all I wanted ta know."

Ryan's second bite is... problematic. As he lowers the fork to the pie, it bends, and twists up, as if afraid to touch the pie. Pulling the fork away restores it to its previous state. Pushing it down at the pie again will cause the fork to curl up as if in fear or revulsion.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:36 pm

Ryan frowned, testing the effect over again. "...The hell?" Confused, he put his fork down and picked up his spoon, trying that.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:38 pm

Anita blinks, and watches. The spoon acts as if it hits an invisible barrier, 'melting' and spreading out on a non-existant flat surface when pushed at the pie. Like the fork, it returns to normal shape if pulled away.

"Oh, my god. The pie is evil."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:41 pm

"Yeah, no kidding," Ryan said, frowning. He looked like he wanted to try touching it for a second, but thought better of it. He flipped the spoon over, offering it to Anita. "You try."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:44 pm

Anita is able to dig the spoon right into the pie. "Or... maybe it doesn't like people with wing...." Anita's eyes widen, she leaves the fork in the pie.

"Um... Ryan, I don't mean ta alarm ya, but there is uh... a critter on yer back. Pretty small, next ta yer left wing."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:45 pm

Ryan blinked, then slowly turned his head to the left to peer at his back.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:47 pm

Ryan feels something brush his wing as it moves down his back, and into the booth seat next to him.

It's a little... humanoid. Brown, wrinkled skin, bulbous nose, big ears, gnarled hands, dirty brown clothing.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:48 pm

I'm stuck in a bad fairy tale. "Hello," he said, looking at the little... creature uncertainly.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:49 pm

The creature points at the pie.

Anita casually slips her knife into her hand... just in case. She doesn't make any threatening moves.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:51 pm

"Yes," Ryan said patiently, "That's my dinner. What about it?"

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:52 pm

The creature points at its mouth.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:59 pm

Ryan couldn't help smile a little. He picked up one of the little bread dishes and, obligingly, scooped some of the pie onto it. It wasn't a big portion, but then again, this guy didn't look like its stomach could be very big. "What do you think, is that going to be enough?"

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:01 pm

The critter devours the offered food at an impressive rate. Then it scuttles down under the seat.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:02 pm

Anita frowns. "Uh... damn, it just vanished. It's gone."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:30 pm

"I take it that's a 'yes,'" Ryan said, watching it go. He looked back up at Anita. "So... just checking, I'm not the only one weirded out, right?"

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:31 pm

"This is like a nine point oh on my weird shit-ometer."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:36 pm

"And coming from two kids that go to a school where people read minds and have affairs with aliens and stuff... that sort of says a lot."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:37 pm

"Sooo uh... mini-gnome things. What do we know about em?"

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:47 pm

"Not a whole lot," Ryan admitted. "I never really paid much attention to british fairy tale critters. I think that was..." he thought, trying to remember some obscure fact that he'd barely paid attention to the first time. "A boggart? No, wait, that's a Harry Potter thing. A brownie. That's it, I think."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:48 pm

"It's made of chocolate?" Anita cocks her head, weirded out.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:57 pm

Ryan smirked. "It's like a little elf. I think they... damn, what do they do again?" He frowned, trying to remember.

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:57 pm

"They eat your shepard's pie?"

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:01 pm

"Wait... that's right. They live in a house, and do random housework as long as you leave presents for them, especially food." He smirked. "Looks like I bought the pub owner another night of free labor."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:03 pm

"Sooo... weird?" Anita eats some more of her own pie. "I mean, does this happen all the time in England? Elves and faeries and stuff?"

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:07 pm

Ryan shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine," he said, working on his own food. "I'll admit, I'm curious now. Know what the worst part of this is?"

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:08 pm

"Your pie is cold now?"

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:13 pm

Ryan smirked. "Nah, it's still good. I was going to say that no one will believe us if we tell them about this."

by **Anita Fernandez** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:15 pm

"We just have ta make up somethin' even more rediculous. Like, Spider Man showed up, and fought a cyberkinetic elephant."

"And there was a Brownie in the restaurant."

Anita giggles. "See?"

by **Patrick Fitzroy** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:19 pm

The pay-phone on the wall begins to ring...

by **Narrator** » Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:22 pm

One of the waitresses answers the phone. "Hello? I'm sorry, but you've reached a pay phone."

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