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[586]

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.

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

[586]

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

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

[586]

[ 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?

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[ 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?!

[586]

[ 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.

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

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

[586]

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

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

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

[586]

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

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

You can have some of mine, though!

[586]

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

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[ 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?

[586]

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.

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[ SIR. ]

Mmhmm, well, that's not the kind of getting eaten I particularly care for, so maybe some personal space would help--?

[586]

So you're saying you enjoy the other kind? [ snickers. ]

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Doesn't anyone?

[ It is now time to try to wriggle free of the giant salivating carnivore ]

Now eat your burgers!

[586]

Are you going to order anything?

[ he starts on his burger mountain. ]

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Oh, I did!

[ Disappearing to retrieve his one (1) black bean burger and fries.

He holds out one of the latter in offering. ]

[586]

[ sniffs at the fry, opening his maw to snatch the fry with his tongue for a taste. ]

[ crinkles his nose. ] It... tastes a bit funny.

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[ Laughs ]

See, told you! You might as well stick to your burgers.

[586]

[ going to set his claws on the table and start wolfing down the burger mountain. ]

These things are really... moist... [ aka greasy. ]

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[ . . . gross ]

Is that good or bad?

[586]

I don't know. Most meat I eat isn't this... maybe juicy??? is a better word? [ except, hm, that's not true, but blood isn't the same as grease. NOT BY A LONG SHOT. ] It's not bad. Just... different.

How is your grass burger?