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"Get out."
"Get out."
"All you can do with hash browns is eat them; so much more fun things to do with girls." she tilts her head towards him to wink and ends up smiling. she has her own definitions of fun, and teasing definitely falls under that category.
that reply has a soft “oh” spilling from his lips, and he grins widely at her, lowering his gaze soon after. “Is that a flirt?” leave it to him to have to ask, he’s really bad with this kind of stuff.
his reply has her laughing, and it takes her a minute before she turns on her side to reply, but she's still smiling. "You're real cute, y'know that? 'n no, sweetheart, that's a tease."
"Sometimes life requires sacrifices. Like, moving. Y’know that you’re the first person to ever wanna pick breakfast food over me?" it’s a little too early for her to feel offended, though.
"I don’t pick food over cute girls but have you even tried those hashbrowns?" he’s grinning widely. don’t worry, del, if he could pick hashbrowns or you to take to a stranded island he’d pick you.
"All you can do with hash browns is eat them; so much more fun things to do with girls." she tilts her head towards him to wink and ends up smiling. she has her own definitions of fun, and teasing definitely falls under that category.
"You need to sort out your priorities. Get up, we’ll go get your friggin’ hash browns."
And now he’s groaning. And moving closer. “But that means moving.”
"Sometimes life requires sacrifices. Like, moving. Y'know that you're the first person to ever wanna pick breakfast food over me?" it's a little too early for her to feel offended, though.
"Don’ have any, sorry sweetheart. Cute girl’s just gonna have to cut it."
Whining. “Hashbrowns.”
"You need to sort out your priorities. Get up, we'll go get your friggin' hash browns."
"Hashbrowns."
"Don' have any, sorry sweetheart. Cute girl's just gonna have to cut it."
he doesn’t automatically have any suspicions or anything. after all, to anyone, they both seem like two regular people in their prime. dmitri catches sight of her smile, and he quickly manages one of his own. it’s like hers is contagious, and his gaze soon falls to the concrete before he shrugs, humming in thought as he considers a question. “Favorite color?”
"Blue. Any kind of blue, my least favorite's pink." her eyes keep shifting from their feet to his face, and it's probably the worst kind of obvious but he's really cute and generally nicer to look at than her converse socks. no reason to miss out on the nice view except that she doesn't actually want it to be noticeable. she probably looks more like she just can't make up her mind as to which interests her more, but it makes more sense to look at him when she's asking questions anyway. "Favorite song?"
"I do important stuff," he replies, and he knows that it’s certainly not a satisfying answer. "Nah, uh, I hunt. Like, big game hunting." well, it’s half of the truth. ghosts are big game, right? well, they should count. he doesn’t mind the typical conversation at all, because that’s really all it takes to go more in depth. that second question has his eyes lighting up—he’s still a child inside, it seems. "Waffles. Pancakes are good and all, but they’re moist, yeah? Waffles get all the syrup in the holes and they’re still kinda crunchy."
"Hm. Me too." hunting's normal, evidently, and it's as close to the truth as he's going to get so she figures she can leave it at that. her smile widens when he answers her question - definitely good company. never trust people who prefer pancakes over waffles, sort of like people who prefer tables over booths. bad news. "Good choice. Your turn." she's always liked twenty one questions with new people. it's simple and straight forward and she doesn't have to beat around the bush to get information.
dmitri’s hands slip into the pocket of his jeans. he’s dressed casually—he always is. when hunts require some dress-up, he often finds himself making a face. he’s never been one for formal wear, and that includes pretty much any uniform out there. he listens to her, nodding his understanding. though, he’s assuming she means a regular trip. “Yeah, kinda like a business trip,” he replies, blue eyes sparing her a glance. “It’s definitely work, I can tell you that.”
"What d'you do? 'f ya don't mind me asking." she's not in her interrogation mode like she is when she's on cases, but it's still a little bit in her nature to ask questions. it's also her lame attempt at making conversation, because so far she only knows his name and that's not much to go on about a person. she also knows he has nice eyes. but she doesn't think that'll correlate to the type of person he is. there are definitely more important things to know about a person to determine whether they're good company or not. "D'you like waffles or pancakes better?"
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"Nah, that’s for boring, safe people. But you probably shouldn’t not shoot when things appear behind you— what if I wasn’t friendly?” better life lesson #1.
"But what if you were somethin' even friendlier 'n I ended up shooting a... panda bear or somethin? Ever thought of that? Do you wanna be responsible for the death of a panda bear?"