it's a beautiful niiight

[hypercompetent]

Do you remember how we all bid ridiculous amounts of money on dates for each other once upon a time?

Time to put up or shut up.
THE forcedish DATE MEME

Feeling romantic? Take your date to the top of the clocktower and look at the stars. Feeling like a quickie? The Black Stallion has all your alcohol fueled needs. Wanting a quaint date leaning over a table? Le Cafe Anglais and the Coffee Joint will help you make your dreams come true. Or, just wine and dine your date at home. Whatever it is, be creative.


You paid for this, after all!

Comments

[unit_202]

[You'll know the guilty party when she comes strolling in without a doubt, JW-- She's tiny, she's blonde, she's... got a pair of big black combat boots slung over her shoulder by their laces.

And she's looking around the place like she's there to give them to somebody.

Yep. Have fun with that, bucko.]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW has already started to get bored and is drumming his spidery fingers on the table when he notices somebody walk by with a pair of boots. Boots that look big enough for him.]}

Hey! Hey, Boots! You lookin' for a James Walter?

[unit_202]

[The blonde pauses, turning in the direction of the voice when she realizes it's addressing her.

"Boots," eh? Well, why not. She's been called worse.

She cocks her head, quirking a grin.]

I might be. Why, have I found him?

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW doesn't say anything else, he just turns and extends one of his legs to show off the horrible dollar store sneaker with the peeling sole that's jammed on the end of of it.]}

[unit_202]

I'd... Say that's a yes.

[Chuckling, she tugs the boots free from her shoulder with one hand while extending her other in greeting.]

In that case, these are for you. It's good to meet you, mister Walter-- I'm 202.

[goldeneyeball]

Pleasure's all mine, Tuohtu. And I guess I owe you some company.

_{[He takes the books and looks them over excitedly before just taking his own shoes off right there in the coffee place and trying them out. HE HAS NEVER OWNED BOOTS BEFORE THIS IS P. EXCITING.]}

[unit_202]

[She grins brightly at his enthusiasm.]

Only if you still want to, of course. I'd never hold anybody to something like that over a pair of boots.

[And for the record, this here is a girl who's never owned sneakers before. She eyes the remains of his with some skepticism.]

...Especially not somebody who clearly needed them so badly.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[AWH YEAH. Lookit dem boots. Them's some badass boots. JW grins like a twelve-year-old and knocks the toes of his boots together.]}

Hell, I'll buy you some coffee!

[unit_202]

Well, I'd call that a very fair trade, then.

[She grins brightly. Coffee is a pretty quick way into this one's good graces, JW, good call.]

How long had you been putting up with [She gestures to the deceased sneakers] those? It doesn't make much sense, given how readily-available replacements are here...

[goldeneyeball]

_{[He waves over a waitress and orders two cheap coffees. He said he'd buy, he didn't say he'd buy anything good.]}

Four or five years...say what?

_{[He REALLY needs to get out more.]}

I am not used to living somewhere where everything is free...but you can still get beat half to death with a coffee mug for goin' into the wrong building. Guess that evens it out.

[unit_202]

As I understand it, getting assaulted for invading people's homes is fairly standard in most civilized places.

[202 chuckles, arching a brow.]

But yes, most things here are easy enough to come by without any money. Are you more used to scavenging, where you came from?

[goldeneyeball]

Where I'm from we call it recycling!

[unit_202]

I'm going to assume so, then. [She grins.] Just stick to the stores and public areas here, and I imagine you'll have a much easier time of things.