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 Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 1:50 pm
"Harmless pranks are fine with me," Maia said, and smiled. She dialed a cab. "I figure it's nice enough to eat outside," she added. "We can have the cab drive us there, and walk around. It's a nice day."
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 1:51 pm
Whatever you'd like.
In her head again, and ever her gracious guest.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:22 pm
Well, that settled that, then. Maia instructed the cab driver to go to an Italian restaurant, and when they got there, waited for Michael to make a selection. She told the waitress she'd be ordering to go.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:27 pm
Michael was having a bit of trouble. He wasn't Italian, after all, had never been to Italy, and had never been present when his coworkers were ordering food. He did have one major concern, though: Can we get dessert with lunch?
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:49 pm
/The spagetti's good,/ Maia suggested, when Michael seemed to be struggling. /Of course. Whatever you want!/ It was his day.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:51 pm
Spaghetti? Spaghetti. He was pretty sure he knew what spaghetti was. Maybe.
Spaghetti, then he said and the lemon cream cake.
Oh boy, when was the last time he'd eaten? Probably a century ago! He didn't hold it against his coworkers and those of which he was fond that they didn't bring him out eating. They probably just didn't think of it. Toby did bring him out for other things sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:18 pm
"I'll have a take home box of spaghetti, and a piece of your lemon cream cake," Maia said aloud, looking to the waitress.
"Anything to drink?" The waitress asked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:20 pm
Drink? What, like wine? Michael looked out of Maia's periphery at the drink list. He was semi-familiar with some brands, but not the taste.
Surprise me.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:24 pm
Maia didn't know the wines by taste, and while she considered each on the list, she wrinkled her nose. Instead, she ordered Dr. Pepper. The waitress instructed her to wait at a table while her food was being prepared, and headed towards the kitchen.
"I think you'll like soda," she said. "It's sweet."
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:29 pm
I've never had any, Michael admitted. He had existed well before carbonated beverages. That was more Toby's time. I trust you.
It was her body, after all. She was the one who had to eat it. He just got to sit by and enjoy it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:44 pm
It'd be a first then! Maia smiled. "I didn't like it at first," she admitted. Toby had introduced her to it. "It's bubbly and sweet."
The spaghetti was brought out, the cake was in its own box.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:51 pm
Michael was pretty sure then that he might not like it. Would his tastes be tempered by Maia's, or would his overtake? Would they be two separate entities tasting the same thing differently in the same body? He'd have to ask Maia in order to tell Lori.
He waited for the food, but took over just a bit and inhaled deeply when it came. Even smells were new and welcome.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 4:06 pm
Maia picked their food up and headed outside. "Where do you want to sit?" She asked. There were tables outside, but there was the park too. "We could walk to the park," she offered.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 4:08 pm
"Somewhere private." Michael had moved back to marginal power. He would prefer eating alone, where they weren't liable to need to chat with someone. He liked people (sometimes), but wanted to experience this with only Maia to contend with.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 4:17 pm
"We could eat in the garden," Maia offered. No one would bother them there. "I think we could walk home from here," she added thoughtfully.
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