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"OK, so we won't be having any group events in Black Tie..." Jaimie noted, echoing Xai's thought's without realizing it. "We can definitely handle a few guys who probably got their training out of a Billy Blanks video." Jaimie reassured. They were, after all, Senshi, which kind of meant on the job training, as well as being The goddamn batman practically superheros. "Heck, you could probably take them all out by yourself Bell. If we'd been there, there wouldn't be a need for a zillion bad Terminator sequels, because we'd have junked the thing right the first time."

After everything they'd seen, he couldn't help but think maybe the group could stand a bit of pep talk and up-playing of their abilities. He kind of felt as though he could, though he wasn't sure he believed his own hype.

"I never get why they call it 'fusion'... I mean why fusion? And just having extra menu stuff seems like a rip off with a word like 'fusion'... fusion would, if Hollywood have it's way, mean your dinner would come to the table fused with... I don't know, stuff to give you mutant powers or something. ... That would probably be awkward though." He added, glancing around before adding, pitching his voice low to keep the joke to the table, and not others around. "I can see it now, Sailor Chow Mein! Senshi of Noodle dishes! In the name of the skillet, I will sauce you!"

Bell chuckled quietly at the humor. Ah, sweet normalcy. Well, normal enough anyway, granted she missed a reference or two.

Bell seconded the toast and took a sip of the warm tea. Neh, it could do with some sugar, but ah well. That's what the little sugar packets on the table were for anyway. Grabbing a few of those she began opening the paper packets and dumping them into her cup until the taste was satisfactory. At least is wasn't as much sugar as she normally put in her coffee, which had once been dubbed 'liquid cocaine' simply because it was more sugar than coffee or milk.

"I'm pretty sure that's in some form sacrilegious." Jaimie pointed out, raising an eyebrow as Zai and Bell poured sugar into their tea. He couldn't help but grin though at Xai's reaction, the first to admit he liked an audience.

Chuckling, he raised his own cup and added. "To a hell of a ride, and boy is it."He hadn't had the chance to try out his upgraded attacks against an actual nega-agent yet, but from a few practices ((his mother had found the results and been fairly certain he'd for some reason taken hedge clippers and a lighter to one of her bushes, but hadn't been able to figure out how he'd gotten the clippers out of a locked shed.))

"Gotta admit though, it's fun as well as scary." He couldn't deny it was scary, hell they were teen-aged magic wielding soldiers without a handbook, of course it was scary, but there were things that made up for it. Although he doubted Fauntleroy would sit through another wrestling match for his weapon. He'd surely gotten new tricks by now. And maybe girly curls... man that would be funny.

"At least you have the benefit of having some very seasoned senshi friends. You won't be as lost as we were," Bell said with a smile.
Then the food came. Yay, food! She released her living pillow of his pillow status and picked up her own chop sticks, fumbling a moment as she got them placed right in her hand and tested the moment of them in her hands to see that she had it right. Chopstick use wasn't exactly something you learned at Crystal, and she didn't often use them anyway. Success was swift however.

Bell could sympathies with poor Jamie at that moment. Tofu, even friend, wasn't anywhere on Bell's food pyramid, no matter how it was cooked. No doubt he'd get a whole punched in his 'man card' if he actually tried it though, as some note of achievement. Luckily, Bell had no such odd tastes to force on Xavier, though she was open to sharing some of the more drenched portions of her peanut chicken.

"It's still Tofu..." Jaimie pointed out, his expression dubious as he eyed the stir fried glob of tofu. The stuff creeped him out... worse than vegi burgers, because it was a flavorless white -bloop-, which, chameleon like, took on the qualities of whatever it was near. This made it the subject of many recipes in vegetarian-dom that were supposed to resemble meat, making Jaimie wonder why they didn't just -eat the damn meat-, but discussing this with Tallulah was an exercise in futility. He suspected pointing out that their lives would probably be too short for him to care about the long term effects of cholesterol was probably also pointless... and maybe a bit dire for an 18th birthday celebration.

"Did you at least get a run down on what your uh 'magic trick' was supposed to do?" He asked. "Assyloon didn't bother with that one." He grumbled, adding under his breath. "Good thing we were at Meadowview and not the gas station..."

"Like this." He added, charitably, holding up his own chop sticks for demonstration. "Think of them like they're part of your fingers...only not as flexible." He eyed the Tofu again, clearly less than impressed, but it WAS her birthday, and he demonstrated technique by taking the Tofu from Tallulah and popping it into his mouth with a grimace.

The almost immediate -gulp- was fairly indicative that he hadn't taken any particular effort to savor it.

"Delicious." he croaked, clearing his throat, though his expression didn't exactly match the sentiment. He wasn't sure there was actually that much difference between that and sticking a big wiggly glob of slightly fried fat in his mouth, only one of them came from an animal and one of them came from a bean.

"Most high class restaurants always have guards, though not all of them so obviously. I'd suppose though security would be higher now a days. Not just because of...certain things but people kipping out on bills." Bell supplied, glancing occasionally at Tal, but Xavier's fumbling had most of her attention.

She giggled softly before placing her own back on the table, "Here~" She proceeded to position the chopsticks in his hand, and while still in control, showed him with his own hand how to successfully pick up that pesky piece of chicken. "See? I have my own mouth to feed, I'd hate to have to feed you, too," Bell teased, and made sure he knew it was a simple tease, with a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah I kinda got dumped in the deep end, you know, 'here are your project tools, there is the emergency, try and fix it without the use of duct tape' sort of thing." Jaimie shrugged, trying to get more into the swing of their 'code words'. Damn, you'd think by now he'd have been better at it, but they didn't do this in public that often. "So basically I got handed the tools and had to figure out what they did by myself. It's a wonder nothing went really wrong." Of course then again, Pegasus had been there, which had been pretty helpful.

He started on his own chicken with a vigor that seemed to indicate he was trying to eradicate any remaining traces of 'delicious bean bloop'.

"You know if you worry too much, they're going to pay attention to you because you're worrying too much." Jaimie pointed out, fighting an slightly obnoxious smirk of amusement, and added. "Actually he's probably waiting to see if you're going to pull out a ring. Probably the highlight of their nights."

Jaimie wasn't -entirely- free of being a b*****d occasionally, though he tried to keep it in check, or at least tongue in cheek... possibly with a healthy seasoning of irony, depending on the situation.