Downtown's own Michelin Star European cuisine restaurant.
Floor plan and more:
I decided not much needed changing. I do like the original concept; it just needed ceilings, some polished edges, and a bit more refined outdoor deco at the entrance. I did turn the chess area in front of the fireplace into a live music spot for local violinists.
So when I took that Which Sims 2 Family Are You quiz I legitimately got the Goths. Vintage. But now I feel this pressure to have my moronic gameplay match their illustrious reputation. It’s okay though – I think we can all agree that the one thing that covers all bases and absolves me of any sins here is Mortimer Goth’s Accidental Default outerwear.
IT’S BLOODY PERFECT.
Mort’s also got a great car (🎵 yeah what’s wrong with it today, I used to have one too maybe you’ll come and have a look) which he’s using to take Dina out on a date to a fancyplace. (Melissa Fancey, live up to your name and have some respect for Londoste for crying out loud, it should be a place where sims automagically spin into their formalwear upon entry.)
Yo Brenda! Nice to see you again! This is quite a different gig to Oresha Family Dining, how on earth do you keep up with the competing personalities of the restaurants you’re hosting at?
Brenda:
Or whatever the Sim equivalent of cocaine is.
Mortimer: Good evening Brenda. The coziest, most romantic table you have?
Brenda: Of course Mr Goth. Shall I take your coats?
Mortimer: NEVER!
Either they keep the temperatures in Londoste super low or Morts and Digs are hella attached to their outerwear. And who wouldn’t be? They both look fly as balls.
Brenda: Voila! Right next to the main entrance so everybody walking in bumps right into the back of Dina’s chair. Great view of Melissa Fancey’s flame pants.
Mortimer: Excellent, I think Dina will enjoy an audience for what I have in mind.
Kristen, did you just... follow these two here? Are you stalking them? Still can’t find your way back to Strangetown?
Kristen: Are you kidding? I love this place, it’s the same as my last name, give or take an N, D, and an O.
Dina: So! Champers?
Get used to making that face Mort, she’s a Fortune sim. Of course she’s going to order the most expensive fizz on the menu if someone else is paying.
DINA IS PRECIOUS AND MUST BE PROTECTED. She wants a Baked Alaska for her dinner! A Baked Alaska! As a meal! I want to hug her.
Melissa: Fanceypants, Fanceypants –
YOU’RE RUINING EVERYTHING, TOWNIE
Alien server: So tonight our specials are tartlets of wild mushrooms with black truffles, or our signature dish of green peas in several different textures with poached egg. Our lobster thermidor is served with a side of ceviche, and cod roe foam.
Dina: *wants Baked Alaska*
Mortimer: You look familiar, you wouldn’t happen to be one of PT9′s brood would you?
While these cuties toast, please enjoy the Deep V walking by that is Ajay Loner’s chest. I’m always at a loss as to how to dress that guy. He has a LTW to reach the top of the Dance career in my game, so I can only imagine he’d want to show off his bod in the most unfashionable way possible.
Guys, that food came pretty quickly. I’d worry about Londoste’s cooking techniques if I were you.
Mortimer: Enjoying your Baked Alaska, sweetheart?
Dina: Just taking a water break, then you’ll really see me go to town on this bad boy.
And she wasn’t joking.
Mortimer: Here darling, you really ought to have some savory food as well tonight.
I find it adorable and hilarious that feeding Dina some of his food built more Cuisine enthusiasm for Mort.
Now, just look how smooth this cad is:
Mortimer: *holds Dina’s hand* I just want you to know...
Mortimer: ... that you look very sweet in your newsboy cap. I hear they’re making a comeback.
Dina: They sure are!
I’m not going to make him sing the ‘I’ve Got Something In My Front Pocket’ song like Darren did but Mort’s almost bringing it on himself with this pose.
Hahahahaha it’s only from this angle that I see Dina’s already destroyed half her Baked Alaska. Oh Digs, I don’t think that’s earrings or a charm bracelet in there... is this the moment you’ve been waiting for?
Mortimer: Please let her like it, she has the most expensive taste of any sim I’ve ever met...
Kristen: You look a lot like my roommate Chloe. You might know her, she’s really annoying... and hot... and super annoying. Hey, are you doing anything after this?
Dina: Oh oh oh! Cushion-cut black diamond, three carats easy, platinum band? Have you been reading my diary??
Mortimer: So I take it you like it?
Alien server looks like she may be considering Kristen’s offer of a date in the background there.
DAMMIT I missed the throwing the box behind the head again
Dina: Is it okay if I call Nina and tell her to dust off the giant wedding binder?
Mortimer: ...You have a giant wedding binder?
While these two discuss their impending nuptials, let’s take a look at some of the other diners Londoste has attracted.
Goopy GilsCarbo can’t believe his luck that he’s at a bar next to Kim Cordial...
Probably a good thing Crumplebottom is on the end there preventing him from making any dumb moves. Not that she needs to be, Kim could turn him into a roach if she wanted of course.
I’m gonna come out and say it. I’ve held it in too long. I LOVE TRISHA TRAVELLER’S FACE. She has a glorious, wonderful face, and her eyes are a marvel. However, she produces (spoiler alert) some, shall we say... interesting-looking children. I had her and Trent procreate a son and during his toddlerhood he looked like one of those little naked Troll dolls people used to collect with the gems in their belly and the brightly colored hair. Or, if we’re talking ’90s toys, a Boglin. You’ll see him soon of course.
Nice to see PT9 is maintaining the tradition of turning up at every single restaurant I play.
#JustFortuneSimThings – treat yo self to lobster thermidor when you’re dining solo, like Ajay ‘Not Just A Clever Name’ Loner.
We’ve already got a bad witch here to bring rain and roaches to a community lot in the form of Kim, so when I saw all kinds of drama outside I was glad to see it was a Grand High Vampire causing it instead. Is that the famous 18th face template I’m seeing there?
Dina: Um Mort Mort, there’s a guy over there who I’m pretty sure is a spy but looks like he’s really bad at pretending not to be a spy. Shall we call someone?
Mortimer: No my ray of sunshine, let’s dance instead!
Kimberley: Hahaha, enjoy your DRIVE, losers! This is how all the cool kids get around!
Dina: *is mad about burglary for the 8,475th time*
Oh my! I totally forgot I slipped into the Beakers’ a while back, let Circe get pregnant and throw up every three seconds, and then pretty much let her pregnancy go on forever. I really hope it’s twins so that Susie and Skip Jr have two rivals in the hellspawn stakes.
PT9, I don’t know who that is you’re lusting over, but it’s not Jenny, therefore stop.
This technically isn’t possible without getting posey, but it really looks like Dina’s admiring her new ring there. Homeward bound for these two lovebirds! How ironic that poverty-stricken Brandi and Darren paid their bill in full, while Mortina here just waltzed out without dropping a penny. How the other half live.
Will it be wedding bells next time we look in on this lot? Quite possibly! And of course, it wouldn’t be a Goth wedding without heaps of drama.
