When after all, it was you and me [open]

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

Who: Crowley, Dan Palmer, Nathaniel Howe, Regis & YOU
Where: Catchall for all my characters around the Citadel
When: Event times!
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Will personal make top levels if requested!
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[thecourier]

[He takes the stick, smirking ever so slightly at her daintiness with what he could only describe as street food. In turn, he takes a slightly larger morsel and chews on it thoughtfully, nodding idly.]

Tastes good t' me.

[But he has long since learned to partially defer to Evie on such things, because years of irradiated food can play hell with a man's sense of taste. He lifts one eyebrow in her direction.]

What d' y' think?

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn is torn between wanting to ask what the meat in question is, and wanting to remain in the dark, assuming it's something with which she is most familiar. The taste is fine, rich and dark, the kind of excellent street far one would expect from a vendor on the corner, and while her palate is undeniably more refined she has the feeling Dan's is the more experienced.]

Beef?

[She hazards at him, just as curious.]

Like the brahmin you know? It's good.

[thecourier]

It's.. sorta like that, yeah.

[Brahmin is.. interesting, and while probably the best kind of meat you can get from one end of the wastelands to the other (even if the milk is kind of terrifying), it's still not much compared to the 'real' food he's experienced in Wonderland.

He tries another bite, nodding in further assent as he hands it back to her.]

I mean, close enough that I ain't gonna complain about it. Might be hope fer you after all.

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn shoves him with her shoulder, accepting the skewer and his perfectly reasonable response.

She can't begin to imagine the sort of sense of taste one has to develop in a place where everything needs to be overcooked just to avoid radiation, but Dan has been very welcoming of foreign flavours - presumably because a great deal of them are better by default.]

Ha ha. I have excellent taste, thank you.

[thecourier]

[He's tried everything she's ever suggested and has disliked very little of it. By way of thanks, he has always declined to suggest that she try much of anything from his own world. It's an arrangement that works very well for the both of them.]

Ain't gonna argue wi' that. [Dan tells her with a grin, gently pinching at her waist. Double meanings are his favourite things.]

See if we can find anythin' else y' like?

[nascensibility]

[Restraining a squeak at the pinch and batting his hand away, Evelyn shoots Dan a look that is trying (and failing) to reprimand him for the gesture. Needling her has been a favoured pastime of late.]

Yes, yes, we'll find something sweet, I think, [she waves dismissively, looping an arm in his.] Come along.

[thecourier]

Comin'. [He injects a slight sing-song tone to his voice as he squeezes her arm against his side. In that kind of setup, he was never going to be wandering off anywhere else.

He does needle her, and often, if only because her reactions are just so endearing and she can never tell him off in a way that he can take seriously. He plants a kiss on the side of her head.]

Whatever m' lady wishes.