Cafe Leblanc, in Yongen. [he leans back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink. it's smooth, slightly bitter but hearty with flavor nonetheless. he can practically hear those charm notes chiming above his head] Swing by there sometime, and you'll see what I mean.
[and then he lapses into silence again, because her answer was so sincere he sort of wants to give one of his own?? but he can't steal her response, that's copyrighted?? also he's already slightly impressed with her pastry inhaling abilities]
[. . . his eventual answer is dry]
The subway system. If you aren't getting lost there at least three times a week, you're doing it wrong. [a beat] Just kidding; I just didn't want to sound like I was copying you.
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Cafe Leblanc, in Yongen. [he leans back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink. it's smooth, slightly bitter but hearty with flavor nonetheless. he can practically hear those charm notes chiming above his head] Swing by there sometime, and you'll see what I mean.
[and then he lapses into silence again, because her answer was so sincere he sort of wants to give one of his own?? but he can't steal her response, that's copyrighted?? also he's already slightly impressed with her pastry inhaling abilities]
[. . . his eventual answer is dry]
The subway system. If you aren't getting lost there at least three times a week, you're doing it wrong. [a beat] Just kidding; I just didn't want to sound like I was copying you.