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 Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:37 pm
Azzo looked at her head tilted, "Mmm yeah it is a tad chilly." He mumbled softly as he looked across the park.
He paused looking back at her, "Huh... oh, uh... if you really want to give it to me." He took a breath before gazing back across to the shops on the other side, "I wouldn't want to be bothering you..."
He nodded, "Feel like a warm drink?" He finally offered, as he knew a few food places often offered hot drinks like coco and tea, he'd feel like a real jerk without offering something like that on a cold day like today.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:07 pm
"No, you wouldn't be bothering me~ I just... thought having it would be helpful in case you need to get in touch with me."
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she gave him a soft smile. More so after he offered a warm drink. Part of her wanted to decline but a bigger part of her didn't want to. And so she didn't.
"Actually, that sounds really good~"
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:10 pm
Azzo nodded, "As long I won't bother you." He said softly.
He smiled when she agreed, "Any place certain?" He asked curiously as he waited for her so as to walk beside her. He was looking at the shops near by. "The local coffee shop's a bit out of the way if I remember right. But I think a lot of the near by places sell hot drinks too."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:21 pm
"I have no preference?" she replied, unsurely as she glanced around as well. "As long as it sell hot cocoa all will be well with me~"
With that she took a step foreword to head towards any near by vendors and possibly drink shops near by. She hoped that maybe one of them would have marshmallows for their hot cocoa but one could never be too sure. And she didn't wish to get her hopes up either.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:26 pm
Azzo started walking making sure she was beside him. As he shrugged, "I'm pretty sure this time of year everyone sales hot coco, though who doesn't try to make you pay insanely high prices for it is the next question."
He paused, "I mean after all you can make it yourself cheaper than some places charge you." He shrugged, apparently use to this. "Even then I still buy it." He grinned, "what you can't quite make though is those awesome hot fudge cakes with vanilla ice cream back when I lived in the country. There was only one person in that town that knew how to make 'em."
They say you can win a man over by his stomach. Apparently Azzo was no different, speically when it came to sweets. He hadn't really met a sweet he didn't like. Well okay he's met a couple but some things shouldn't be made into a dessert.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:51 pm
"If home wasn't so far away I'd offer to let you come over and I could have papa make us up some cocoa. But, sadly, it's farther away then any of the shops, so in this case it's more convenient to just buy from a shop."
When he went on to describe sweet cakes, or what she could only describe as such, she could only blink and nod as if she knew what he was talking about. Truth be told, she didn't know much outside of her family's usual meals and snack foods were included. Heck, pancakes and waffles were a celebratory food only in her house. Closest she had ever gotten to a "snack food" were chocolate chip cookies her dad had made.
Hearing him talk of such things though made her curious and for a moment she thought of trying to make him something sweet. She'd probably kill him from inability to cook alone! She glanced at him. "What kind of cake are you talking about?" A shy look of embarrassment. "I... don't know much about sweet foods unless it's a Vietnamese recipe."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:07 pm
He paused, "Huh, well thanks for the offer, maybe some other day huh?" He grinned, "Though if you ended up following me to my home grams would be shoving cookies down your throat."
He gave a half chuckle, "She's um... likes to bake."
He paused when she asked, a sign up ahead read We have coco! Come on in!
"Oh... uh it's basically two slabs of chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream in the middle, drowned in hot fudge, with a little whipped cream on top and a cherry. Basically death by sugar over load to some people."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:13 pm
"I've had cookies before. For Christmas time papa makes chocolate chip cookies and for breakfast we get pancakes or waffles. But outside of that? It's usually Vietnamese foods."
But she had to admit, as he describe the cake she had asked about, that did sound really good. And she wondered where, if any where near by, she might be able to try such a tasty sounding cake. She was distracted, however, by the sign and quickly she moved for the near by store. But not before lightly grabbing Azzo's wrist and pulling him with her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:22 pm
Azzo was being tugged towards the shop with the hot coco, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Hum, I haven't had Vietnamese foods really. Grams only knows how to make stuff like chicken and dumplings and other kind of country foods. And breakfast is normally something like a full course of grits, bacon, sausage and eggs. Or cold cereal. I swear that woman's going to give me a heart attack sometimes."
He grinned as they entered the welcoming warmth of the store. "Ahh... warm air." He said softly as he dug out some money. "Order whatever you want." He added, "If you want more than a hot drink." He didn't mind buying food for friends. It was something he'd often do, heck he'd buy for strangers if it started conversations. If he was really looking for something to pass time by with.
He was looking at the Menu. His eyes drug across the listings of food. "Oh... man....." He muttered, spotting on their list of things the hot fudge cake he was just describing, granted it was probably nothing like he was use to back home. For all he knew these people used frozen brownies for cake.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 12:10 am
"Really? It's all momma knows how to cook and pretty much all I've ever eaten. Well, except that one time Ignacio and I went to a fast food place and we found out that overly greasy and processed foods do not settle well with my stomach." An embarrassed giggle as she followed him inside.
As the warmth surrounded their chilly bodies she let out a happy coo before moving closer to him to glance up at the menu. "Maybe one day you can come over for dinner and try Vietnamese foods? I think you'd like it. Though," she asked a moment later as her eyes read the list before her. "I have to ask. What are grits?"
There were so many sweet things, she didn't know what to get or even try! Man this was a difficult choice.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 8:43 am
He paused and looked at her, "All fast food places aren't that greasy, you just have to know the right ones to go to. But yeah most are 99 cent heart attacks waiting to happen."
Azzo nodded, "Mmm perhaps I will." He pondered the possibilities of Vietnamese food. Hopefully all of it wasn't too spicy. He could eat it of course, he just didn't quite care for it.
"Huh... oh..." He paused, how do you explain grits... "Well.... it's uh... kind of like rice. Only I want to say more like a corn meal type substance."
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 1:18 pm
That sounded as if it could be either good or bad and she made a note to remind herself to ask her dad if he had ever had any. While her father was half Vietnamese and half Chinese, he'd been raised in a American household so he knew more about foods outside of her mother's preference.
Speaking of Vietnamese food, she made a point to tell him that not all of the foods of her culture were spicy, in fact she wasn't too big on some of the spicier foods herself, so he had nothing to worry about if spiciness wasn't his thing.
"I'll have to keep that in mind," she replied to his stance on fast food places. "Maybe you could show me some, one day?" Because it would be nice to go and actually hang out with friends in such a place when lunch was concerned. But for now her attention turned back for the snack menu and, after another moment of deliberation, Melody nodded. She knew what she wanted to order.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 1:33 pm
Azzo nodded as he listened, when she mentioned he could maybe show her one day he shrugged, "If you want. You can bring your brother along." He said.
He had already figured out what he wanted before giving her a soft nudge with his elbow. "Ladies first." He said. It was a habit of his, holding doors, letting them go first, sometimes pulling out seats.
However by now he was just kind of dying to see if they're hot fudge cakes were as good as what he use to have back home, with hot coco since they didn't seem to have any cappuccinos. Not that he had expected the would've.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 2:27 pm
She smiled, moving for the register and seeming to have no problem with him being so chivalrous. Such things honestly didn't bother her and it wasn't because she enjoyed the attention or anything of that sort.
"You know," she replied after placing her order to the sweet waitress behind the register - a large cocoa with a hot fudge cake for desert. "'Nacio isn't my real brother."
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 4:07 pm
Azzo listened to her order, "Make that two large cocoa's and hot fudge cakes." He said as he pulled out the money to pay for it.
He paused and shrugged, "Yeah he doesn't really look like you. But you know, might as well go with the flow. As long as he's not as scary as his mother I'm fine with it." He'd been honestly ducking red headed girls as much as he had been ducking Melody.
He shrugged, "You at least have more family. I'm sure it's nice to have people like that."
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