Directing his attention towards the sound of a blonde female speaking to him, William lowered his hand a bit when she began to inquire about his food interests. Seeing as he’d look like a fool, and would probably get his money snatched if he kept it out in the open anymore than he already had, William smartly pocketed it back in his pocket. Since he was willing to entertain the thought of a conversation pertaining to what kinds of food he liked and possibly discuss the idea of any good quality coffee nearby, at least the female knew where the Starbucks was. She’d be a valuable asset in that case. Because of this, William made his way over to her and flipped the chair around across the table from her so that he could rest his forearms over the top of the chair, Resting his chin on his forearms with a slight smile on his lips welcomingly.
“Already a good solid question to start off the conversation, I like it. Well done for an approach and counter response. Personally, I’m not particularly sure what I’m in the mood for. I could easily rely on Chipotle if need be. Though I have been on the lookout for a good quality gyro restaurant. Perhaps a side of flavored hummus and pita chips. Admittedly, I could truly indulge in an Olive Garden like setting. If there’s an Olive Garden around, or you know of one around, I’d be more than willing to pay for your meal for leading to me to arguably one of my most favored fine dining restaurant. Coffee however, I can live with Starbucks. I greatly prefer Caribou Coffee however, or an iced coffee from Dunkin’ Doughnuts. But if you have any solid suggestions, please feel free to point me in the right direction. I might have to google it unless you know the directions in your head or by heart”.
Darla may only be a sophomore, but the previous year she had spent a whole lot of time familiarizing herself with the area around campus. Growing up in Boston, the girl was used to having a lot around to do. Sure, there was plenty of events going on around campus, but she didn’t want to spend all of her time in the closed corners of her college. She enjoyed exploring, so that was what she spent most of her freshman year doing. She needed to learn the ins and the outs of the state that she would be considering home for the school months. So now, she could assist people like this who were in search of something good to eat.
As the other turned the chair to sit in it, the blonde stuck a sticky note into her textbook, shutting it completely. “Thanks. I had to ask, I mean I can’t just give you my favorite restaurant because you may actually hate it.” She shrugged, then looked over at him across the table. “Oh, well its your lucky day. I know of a spot called The Gyro Spot, oh I know, such an original name. But their food isn’t too bad, surely not the best, but it could work.” She suggested. “There is an Olive Garden nearby, there is also another restaurant that I feel as if they are very similar too but its locally owned. But of course, their breadsticks don’t live up to Olive Garden, I mean, do any breadsticks live up to the Olive Garden? I think not.” She mentioned, waving her arms around dramatically as she spoke. “Oh, there is a Dunkins not too far either. But, if you’re an iced coffee kind of person, there is a local place named Sal’s that you have to try. Their iced coffee is to DIE for.” She said, “I’ve learned my way around these streets pretty well, if you need a guide to any of the places I’ve mentioned, I’d be more than happy to help you out.”
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