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"Hmm?" The waitress had brought his desired drink and he had leaned forward, once again, to take a sip. He really did love that sweet juice~! "A... bit... I suppose," he replied with a small shrug. "Although I do not tend to eat out much. Kev can be quite adamant about making nearly every meal...." He took another sip of his juice, glancing up at the other with his clear blue eyes as he did.

"I... hope this place isn't... distasteful for you...." he murmured after a moment. Really, all the acting like his brother could get tiresome. But he just had to stick with it. He had to. "I simply picked it because it is relitively private... and I like the way it smells...." How... unromantic. But, then again, that was exactly how Will was. And Kev, secretly, was having fun -- putting the other off with his words, and yet inviting him with his actions.

Kev nodded slowly, a small smile forming on his lips. "Yes... I rather do. We have a very nice garden back home...." Now, this wasn't just Kev making things up -- this was true. Will spent hours in the garden back home -- whether he was reading or doing homework or whatever else it was he did while he was there. The blonde leaned back into his seat and surveyed the teen before himself, his smile falling into Will's usual blank expression.

Finding nothing much to stare at (well, that would be Will's opinion, anyway, because Kev thought Marlow had a lot to offer), he glanced over to the side, eyes locking on a butterfly as it flitted onto a flower.

Kev had begun to argue that, no, it would be a terrible idea to visit home when the food arrived. He had only begun to reach for his for when the other suddenly plucked out a grape from his salad. His expression was, initially, surprised, but then he remember he had to... be Will. And so his face settled into a quiet look of distaste. "No, thank you," he replied, face recoiling slightly away from the other's outreached hand.

Normally, Kev would have taken the bait and had fun with it, but this was most certainly not a normal time.

Kev nodded slowly, slowly unfolding his napkin and placing it in his lap in a most graceful and Will-like a manner as the younger twin could manage. He then resumed his hold on the fork and quickly speared a slice of peach before placing slowly in his mouth. Now, this time, Kev wasn't even trying to look sensuous or appealing. It was simply so much a part of his nature by now that he wasn't even aware of it.

"So... you... like it, then..." he murmured slowly, after swallowing. "Good..."

While the meal hadn't exactly been filling, Kev hadn't been overly hungry in the first place, anyway. And Marlow was paying, too, which was fortunate because, Kev had just realized, he had left his pants (including his wallet) in Will's locker.... And Will never left anything in his pants pockets. Anyway, Kev probably wouldn't have money, anyway, because he usually somehow persuaded others to pay for him (most likely it was his undeniable charm).

Kev stood up slowly as the waitress returned Marlow's card, and then stretched back a bit, back popping slightly as he did. Unfortunately, this was not a likely act that Will would do in public. Kev had, rather unmistacably forgotten "himself."

"Hmmm?" It took Kev several moments to realize what the other meant. However, once he did, a tiny bit of a flush creeped onto his usually pale cheeks. Crap. Will never did anything less than inhuman in public, huh... double crap. He glanced over at the other and shrugged slowly. "I... suppose. I... didn't sleep much last night. I pulled an all-nighter..." Kev invited, giving his voice a confiding sort of tone. He glanced away, then, just to give his words a heavier effect.

Kev shrugged again. "It's... not exactly... school work," he said slowly. In truth, Kev had noticed that his twin spent a lot of time up at night. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Kev would come into the library in search of Will -- only to find him completely eveloped in some old book or other.

"...Maybe," he said slowly, in response to the study session idea. "Although I'm not sure I would be much of a teacher." And Will wasn't. Will was one of those people who just... knew things. And he knew all the workings of them and how they came to be about and all... but he could never quite explain it in wording that was understandable to the general public.

At the last question, however, he shook his head. "You'd best not. Father hates visitors...." It wasn't merely that Kev didn't want Marlow to run across the real Will at some point.... It really was true -- his father was always made exceedingly angry when one of the twins (read: Kev) brought home a friend (or five).

Kaori adjusted his kimono a bit as he sat, holding his cello between his knees and thighs. He took a deep breath before he began to play. The music was light and sweet, and as Kaori played, he became lost in it and closed his eyes. His head tilted a bit as someone joined him on the piano. He smiled slightly as the other adjusted his playing just slightly to the notes that Kaori was playing. Kaori continued, ignorent that everyone else had stopped to listen to the pair. Gradually, Kaori brought the song to a close. He opened his eyes and looked toward the pianist, a light smile on his face. "Thank you for listening and playing with me. I enjoyed it a lot." He put the cello down on it's side next to the chair and placed his bow on the music stand. He straightened as the sensei entered the room and began to take roll.