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Not really, or I wouldn't have any!

I'll get all three then. But first and foremost I'd like to learn the piano, since I'd be able to weaponize that for romance.

Hoh? What's this? Are you wooing someone? I want to know!

I might be. [ >3 ] My, aren't *you* nosy.

I'm a poet, a songwriter, a romantic! Where else will I get inspiration for my craft than through the stories of others?

[ screeches to a stop in front of the burger joint. ] If you're so intent on being nosy, then how about I let you know when I'm going to do the thing?

[ Briefly grabbing onto his neck to keep from shooting right off his back. ]

Do I get to watch you woo your lover with a piano ballad?!

[ nudges the door open and trots inside, finding a nice spot with some sun. ]

Sure, as long as you can keep quiet while I do so. I don't need you whooping from the bushes.

[ Gasping dramatically as he drops into the booth across from him ]

What do you take me for? I would never sabotage your romantic happiness!

I'll keep that in mind when I've got everything suitably prepared.

[ goes to grab a couple of menus for them both. ]

Good! In the meantime, order aaaaall the meat you want!

[ going to order MANY MANY MANY burgers. ] French... fries..? What are those?

. . . Just think of them as vegetables. I'm not sure if you'd like them.

You can have some of mine, though!

How about I just have some of you… [ liiiicks. ]

[ Allowing this, but then booping his snoot the way you would a cat sticking its nose in forbidden places.

Or like, the way you would if you totally raised a dragon at one point in your life. ]

You remember you just said you were barely restraining yourself from eating me again, right?

I know. [ going to crowd his space. ] I'm trying real hard. [ loops his tail around venti to keep him close. ] I hope the burger meats help make these urges less... aggressive.