A cup of coffee sounded pleasant. Donatella wasn't much of a coffee drinker herself, but she did have a cup occasionally when the need arose. No one was capable of pulling a few of the shifts she would attempt without some caffeine to fuel them, after all. “The coffee shop should be closed all day.. But, I have a coffee maker in my office.” She said after some thought on where they could go. Her home had a much nicer machine to work with, but she didn't want to be too forward with the woman. Her office would be quiet, the coffee she kept there wasn't bad, and it would still be public enough for a first date. Plus, if anything important arose, she would be able to deal with it immediately while talking to Natasha. The situation would perhaps be considered rude, but Natasha seemed mature enough to understand and even approve. She decided it as she looked back to the woman, having allowed her eyes drift off in the direction of her office while she went over the ins and outs of this suggestion. “If you're comfortable with that, we can head over there now. There's nothing further to oversee here for me.” Everyone seemed to have met up with their date and the festival was running as smoothly as ever, so there wouldn't be a problem with her leaving. Besides, it would be Mrs. Park's duty to fix any issue, not hers. She turned slightly and lifted her hand to direct Natasha in where she would need to go in case she wasn't aware, prepared to start walking when the woman did.
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Ah, how proper this one was! Benedek snickered immediately after that first 'pardon' accompanied with the man fixing his hair back up. He couldn't blame him, to be honest – Benedikt was pretty particular about his hair too when he had it in a shade like that. Somewhat. He still remembered Kevin chiding him on the whole shampoo issue, but that was long in the past. As he waited for the man to regain his awareness, he followed his eyes off to the little blondie the man was so fixated on. ...She was pretty young for a man of Edmund's age to even think of ogling.. He wouldn't have put the man down for it, though, with how short the skirt on that dress was, but he doubted that was really it. He wouldn't be set up on a date with him if the guy hadn't wanted a man. So, the girl had some other interest for him. Looks like he found his little case of charity!
He grinned and looked back at Edmund, “Right, right, naff name it is – your nipper 's getting away, mate.” He pointed out after waving off the first comment, slipping his arm across the man's shoulders as best as he could with the height difference. “Now, I don't think you're a nonce – 'specially not with a lady like that. Not that she's a moose or anything, but you'd be off your bike for a muppet with that nutter, so I say you're looking for other reasons.” He nodded and stepped away from Edmund, finally allowing the man some breathing room, “Now, me? I understand having them other reasons, so I won't ask any questions. But, I'll be glad to let you follow her – I'll help you, even! I know all about that nutter – know his hangouts and schedule, even. What do you say?”
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Not to worry.. Junior had doubts he would be capable of that, so he didn't even bother to calm himself for Yuri. That fact had him worrying even more, actually! The woman had asked him not to worry and he wasn't even trying and – God, Junior was doomed. Had he already thought that? Yes? Of course he had. This was Junior; he thought he was doomed every few minutes. He swallowed softly – or attempted to – and nodded at her as if he was following her directions, feeling not just a little guilty at the obvious lie. And she was happy to end up with him, a horrible liar! God, how – ..She was happy to.. end up with him? His panic shifted into an overwhelming embarrassment hinted with the sweet taste of joy as he heard that. She.. she was happy.. to be with him. Someone was happy to be with him!
He almost felt a tear in his eye at the words and he choked out a response eagerly as she asked, “Yes! I-I'm happy, very happy – do, um.. ..T-thank you, Yuri.” He added softly, smiling gently at her – no one had made him that happy in years! He didn't know what else to say, but, luckily, he didn't have time to. She had wanted to go on a date! So, Junior would take her on a date! What was a date-y thing to do? His smile lingered as he continued on, feeling a little peppier as he spoke, “Um.. We.. could go to.. the park..” He paused – but, that would be boring, wouldn't it..? He could take her to dinner, but was anywhere open on a holiday? He didn't know how well he could cook, but.. no, he wasn't going to scare her by making her go to his house.. “The.. the only place open today is.. the magic shop – do you like magic? T-they have an octopus and some old stuff there too..” She liked antiques, right? That was why she was working at the antique store! ..Right? He fiddled with his hands as he waited for her to respond, uncertain that he was thinking like a proper date would. He only glanced up when Maverick walked by and tugged on Yuri's hair, a frown fixing onto Junior's lips. It wasn't a nice thing to do and he felt the need to stop him to make him apologize, but.. he looked back down at the ground instead. Yuri was probably okay.. He hoped.
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Kip smiled at the girl as she rattled on, listening to her talk about the most stereotypical things a teenage girl could possibly be interested in. Vi would probably turn out the same way when she got older, which was good. He wanted her to be the normal girl in his family, especially after Ed ended up being such a damned introvert. He couldn't blame him, though. He let the cigarette hang in his mouth for a second as he nodded along with her, his hands slipping into his pockets comfortably until she eventually came to a stop. Little kid named Maddy.. She acted like the regular big sister. He held the cigarette between his fingers as he replied, “Yeah? Sounds cute. Got a few kids myself – miss it when they're that young.” He paused as if in memory before he took another puff and focused back on Erika again, “Wish I had two girls, though. Little Vi doesn't have anyone to look up to, you know?” He shrugged hopelessly before an idea came to him and he went on with a little more energy to his tone, “You look like a good kid. You wouldn't mind meeting her, would you? Give her a good role model and all that. I'd try, but I don't know anything about dresses or the important things a girl should know.” He tilted his head slightly, frowning again, “..That didn't put you off, did it? I'm not asking for a babysitter, if that's what you're thinking.”
