fletcher and the establishment had more in common than first thought , for extravagance for the sake of extravagance was his modus operandi . the male had too much money to know what to do with , that much was a given , and so he splashed out on egyptian cotton and italian cigarettes , named brands to fill the void left by lovers and absent family members . aoife served as temporary respite to an all-consuming loneliness , so much so that he would deconstruct his lobster limb by limb and painstakingly de-shell his meal , peeling off each individual shred of meat in exchange for less time spent alone . “ the poor waitress ?? “ the male repeated , brow cocking at his friend’s show of empathy , “ we’re not doing anything wrong . if anything , we’re entertaining her — she’ll go home tonight and tell her family of us around the dinner table , about this strange couple who were so infatuated that they couldn’t go a minute without hyping each other up , “ a family . a dinner table . his dream . although they were playing with imagination and thinly-veiled lies , it was the reality adjacent to his own that the oldest liu really wanted — normality , the life of somebody unburdened by parental relationships devoid of love and manipulating fathers . “ first of all , i’m absolutely funny . second , don’t act as though this is such a chunk out of your day that you want to pack up and go home already . i’m treating you to a fancy meal , i just as easily couldn’t .. “ but they were both aiding each other in their own unspoken ways and so , even if they were rumbled and asked to leave after a shoddy display of faux-affection , they would simply hop from chandelier-laden restaurant to chandelier-laden restaurant , draining their reserves of champagne and pilfering baskets of free , fresh breadsticks . glancing upwards , the light fixtures glittering in near-black eyes , tattooed arms crossed over his chest . “ hm . well , i did actually look into getting some of these for my own place . they could be up to $2,500 a piece — i reckon they could have easily spent $50,000 on lights alone , not to mention the carpets and tablecloths . “ all style , no substance — boy , did that sound familiar . tucking a napkin across his lap , eyes crinkled in feigned delight as the waitress returned , balancing their dishes on either arm . “ smells delightful , “ fletcher mused , with all the enthusiasm as an air-hostess fighting leering passenger gazes , “ i kept saying to my darling i had a hankering for lobster , “
aoife thought she might never shake the feeling of not belonging in a place like this, the result of her modest upbringing and spending most of her adult years travelling, flitting from place to place with scarcely more than the change in her pocket and the clothes on her back, her and her friends scraping together just enough to afford the gas to get them to their next destination. even with how much she loved flirting her way to free drinks and fancy dinners, the nagging thought at the back of her mind constantly reminded her that she was an imposter in that space and that everyone could tell. as arrogant as she was, self-doubt still sometimes made itself known, just as it did now as she glanced around her at the extravagant decor. “ i think it’s probably more likely that she’ll go home and complain about all the irritating rich people who were rude to her today, we’re probably not even the most baffling thing she’s seen today. ” aoife spoke from experience, having worked her fair share of minimum wage jobs where she was subjected to the general public and, more specifically, people who had more disposable income than they did sense. once upon a time she had thought that was her way in, but it had only ended up being demeaning and demoralising. “ if that’s what you need to tell yourself then who am i to shatter your illusion ?? ” she huffed in good-natured laughter, raising her glass to her lips in order to take a restrained sip, “ i do appreciate the meal though, you’re right. and i suppose the company isn’t awful. ” truthfully, aoife spent so many of her dinner times alone or with dates whose names she could barely remember that it was nice to actually be seated across from someone she could actually call a friend. her eyes widened in shock at his words, champagne catching in her throat, “ 2500 each ?! that’s probably more than i spent on furnishing my entire apartment. we found most of our furniture on the street. ” her mouth opened as she went to continue, but her words died on her tongue as the waitress reappeared, causing her to immediately slip back into her role for the night. “ thank you !! ” she enthused as her food was placed in front of her, the smell immediately wafting up to her nostrils. “ well, hopefully it lives up to your expectations, dear. it smells heavenly. ”
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