sweet treats ☀ etihw
The day had been surprisingly... fun. It was not that he expected it to be a bad one, not at al, but he didn't actually have any plans until plans were more or less forced upon him. Yes, in perhaps a literal sense, he had ended up in a devil outfit of some sort to accompany and match a woman who was not devilish in the slightest. Except maybe when she had ideas like this.
Even so, he would concede (not verbally or right off the bat, of course) that his day with her had been a good one. She always knew how to have fun, something he often... forgot about here. Something he forgot often at home, as well. Always a man of discipline, of rigid intention and respect; even his romances were often methodical. She was teaching him to let go of that, an important lesson he felt... thankful for...
People like her... yes. He wanted to spend more time with them. Meraviglioso.
Following their day of treats and tricks, they now found themselves occupying a bench in the park, staring at a beautiful fountain. It really had been fun and relaxing... he basked in the moment with her in brief silence before brandishing from his bag a rather proud looking bottle. Wine, of course -- he had managed to find Italian, as well, a type of wine he was familiar with. Lucky.
"Does the lady drink?"
