[ So Arlecchino is ready to be spammed with all of his afternoon tea pictures then....good to know. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
[[ He will not be doing that, actually, but the distinction is noted and filed away for later as they participate in their little exchange of phones, with him sliding over his phone for much the same. The information he provides is sparse but satisfactory - just his name (Wriothesley) along with his mobile phone number, all typed in evenly and precisely, though there's a certain look of concentration on his face as his fingers press at the small buttons. It may have been a week or two, but he's still getting used to all these new devices.
If there's room for anything else (address? birthday? what did old phones even include back in the day) he leaves it blank.
The waitress, meanwhile, gets a quick smile and murmured thanks for the tea. Two mugs filled with a dark but still translucent liquid, a slighty floral scent wafting into the air. Nearby are the standard accoutrements he's come to expect: sugar, milk, dainty spoons for stirring. ]
I hope you don't mind earl grey. Though I haven't tried this particular blend yet. Apparently it's a seasonal special.
arlecchino.
[ So Arlecchino is ready to be spammed with all of his afternoon tea pictures then....good to know. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
[[ He will not be doing that, actually, but the distinction is noted and filed away for later as they participate in their little exchange of phones, with him sliding over his phone for much the same. The information he provides is sparse but satisfactory - just his name (Wriothesley) along with his mobile phone number, all typed in evenly and precisely, though there's a certain look of concentration on his face as his fingers press at the small buttons. It may have been a week or two, but he's still getting used to all these new devices.
If there's room for anything else (address? birthday? what did old phones even include back in the day) he leaves it blank.
The waitress, meanwhile, gets a quick smile and murmured thanks for the tea. Two mugs filled with a dark but still translucent liquid, a slighty floral scent wafting into the air. Nearby are the standard accoutrements he's come to expect: sugar, milk, dainty spoons for stirring. ]
I hope you don't mind earl grey. Though I haven't tried this particular blend yet. Apparently it's a seasonal special.
[ It's strawberry rhubarb. ]