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Kanaya stares aimlessly at the menu in her hands, ignoring the twisting knot in her stomach that, by now, has likely made five loops. Then, a sixth loop, occuring the second Rose was just in view when Kanaya's eyes quickly dashed to the side. Kanaya swallows dryly, Rose gives a fond smile, reserved just for her, and a pen and pad eager to take an order of macarons.
ROSE: Hey, you're back.
KANAYA: Hi
ROSE: I see the onions and sweet cream macaron wasn't as nearly a failing experiment as Jade and I were lead to believe when you hunched over the second you left the shop.
KANAYA: Oh No That Was Terrible
KANAYA: Im Still Trying To Grasp How You And Jade Landed On The Conclusion That That Remotely Wouldve Been A Five Star Entry On Your Menu
KANAYA: Perhaps Served To Someone Who Lacks A Sense Of Taste Wouldve Been Your Only Successful Customer
ROSE: Well, if that wasn't what beckoned you back like a trail of steam from the windowsill,
ROSE: I'm lost on whatever could've tempted you to come back after such a projectile disappointment?
Rose studies Kanaya for a minute, and in that moment, Kanaya's muscles tense, a faint pale green blush dusting across her countenance. Green and purple lock for a good while, before Rose quizzically turns her head over to the host desk, where Dave and John are discussing something amongst themselves. Probably something asinine, as Dave's face is pushed away by John's palm while he makes a disgusted look, contrasting with the slight smile on the corner of Dave's mouth.
When Rose turns back to Kanaya, a devious look presses into Kanaya, signaling to the troll that whatever conclusion Rose jumped to, it's going to be insane.
ROSE: Do you have a thing for Dave?
KANAYA: What
ROSE: It's okay, bro. You can admit it.
KANAYA: No I
KANAYA: No
KANAYA: What
ROSE: You were talking to him an awful lot the last time you came.
Kanaya frowns, then rolls her eyes.
KANAYA: I Am Not Going To Engage With You On This
KANAYA: I Can Already Its Going To Be Potently Insufferable And Im Going To Have A Headache
ROSE: I thought you liked Insufferable as a rather attractive quality?
Kanaya narrows her eyes at Rose, prompting a giggle to spill out of her. Warmth spreads throughout Kanaya's neck to the tips of her ears at the sound. Rose leans over the table, her face close enough to Kanaya that she can feel her breath on the skin of her face. Kanaya stays still.
ROSE: This isn't a Hooters, Kanaya. I'm afraid ogling at the innocent waitress just trying to make ends meet is a bit inappropriate.
KANAYA: Im Doing
KANAYA: No Such Thing
ROSE: Hmmm.
Rose appears in thought for a split second.
ROSE: I suppose I can finally give in.
KANAYA: What
KANAYA: Give Into What
ROSE: Maybe I can offer you something off the menu again?
KANAYA: Dear God
KANAYA: What Horrific Flavor Combination Did You And Jade Conjure Up In The Kitchen That Would Strike Enough Fear In A Health Inspector To Wet Their Bed For Five Consecutive Days
ROSE: Relax, Kan. Now, close your eyes.
A terrible feeling immediately festers in Kanaya's stomach, but she closes her eyes anyway.
ROSE: Pucker your lips for a moment, please?
KANAYA: Uh
When Kanaya puckers her lips, the pale green blush on her face blooms into a very noticeable green against the gray hue of her skin. The knots have doubled in Kanaya's stomach, a jolt of excitement travels up Kanaya's spine. Kanaya knows what's coming, and prepares herself for the sensation of a soft pair of lips to gently press against hers, always mindful of her fangs, flooding in the sweetest taste Kanaya has ever came in contact with that a mere macaron could never compare to. Then it comes, it finally comes, a wet nose presses up against her lips and-
Wait, what.
KANAYA: BLEH
Rose laughs, Kanaya sticks her tongue out as she's met with the stare of a small black kitten in Rose's hands, removed from its usual comfortable nest in Rose's front pocket.
KANAYA: Treating Your Girlfriend Like This Should Constitute As A Cruel Practice
ROSE: You're the one beating around the bush here.
ROSE: Playing the role of a coy customer, unfathomably smitten by a waitress at a treat shop that only sells, let's be honest, mediocre macarons, but the subtly sultry look the waitress gives you each time you come is its temptation.
KANAYA: Okay
KANAYA: Perhaps Visiting You And Supporting You Was A Bit Of A Mistake
KANAYA: Im Never Returning Bye
ROSE: WAIT - wait,
Rose tucks the kitten back into her front pocket, and seizes a hand on Kanaya's arm that the troll wasn't actually planning to move.
ROSE: Okay, enough.
KANAYA: Oh Im Thoroughly Tired Of Macarons
ROSE: We need your presence here, please.
DAVE: more like you need her here
When Dave pipes in, Rose gives him a frown, while Kanaya stares on with interest.
ROSE: For your loyal patronship.
DAVE: and emotional support
DAVE: and general ogling while rose gets nothing done and the rest of us are forced to bust our asses at a relatively failing macaron shop
KANAYA: Well
KANAYA: Im Afraid Ive Already Made Up My Mind
KANAYA: Unless
KANAYA: You Have Another Off The Menu Special Thats Resigned Specifically For Me
KANAYA: That Im Not Yet Aware Of
Rose's face brightens, and she immediately leans in again. Kanaya let's out an unbelievable yet fond chuckle, then presses her lips to Rose's, which was, quite frankly, the only thing she was anticipating the entire drive to the shop.