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Post by skye smith on Dec 27, 2007 20:30:05 GMT -5
Skye smiled as he pulled into the parking lot of the Grey hoof. The restaurant's exterior wasn't very flashy, it seemed more like a big Verona styled house. There was a small old fashioned fence near the entrance to the grey hoof that read"Come celebrate our 34th birthday on the 16th!". The parking lot was a different story though why it was filled with luxury cars,and even some limos here and there. These two settings didn't seem to match together.
Skye quickly got out of the car to open the door like a true gentlemen would for his new found friend, Casey.He smirked as he opened the door. Once she got out he quickly closed the door and locked up the car. As he turned around he could smell food heating up. Ahh. He took his right hand to motion the smell to his face. It smelled of grilled chicken and wheat bread toasting in the warmness of the oven. Skye smiled for a moment before turning to Casey's figure.
"Here we are! You like?" Skye asked her "I really hope so cause I drove you all the way here". His hands had started to grasp his wallet. He knew he would be spending a fortune here. Everything was overpriced here, but it was worth it...Right? You would spend over a hundred bucks on lunch for a new buddy wouldn't you? Skye quickly let go of his wallet as he waited for Casey to catch up to him. He would spend the money no matter what consequences would be in for him.
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Post by Casey Miller on Dec 27, 2007 20:51:19 GMT -5
Casey peered through the cars window at the building, she hadn’t been here before. She hadn’t been anywhere but her house and the school yet.
“Why thank you” Casey said with a sweet smile as Skye opened the door for her. She stepped out pushing her hands back into her pockets. ‘Here we are! You like?’ He asked. “Yeah, This is cool, I haven’t been this far into town before.” She said taking in the smells, “Mmm, I already smell it.”
“This place must be popular” She added glancing around the parking lot, seeing the fancy cars and even a few limos. Her poor little green jeep stuck out like a sore thumb just about anywhere she went.
She figured it must be pretty pricy dew to all the ‘souped up’ cars that lined the parking lot.
Her brown eyes where fixed on him as she brushed a bit of hair behind her ear. “Are you sure you can afford this?” She asked, She didn’t like excepting things like this from other people, she was willing to pay for her own meal.
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Post by skye smith on Dec 27, 2007 21:02:12 GMT -5
"No problem Case. Now lets just hope I can afford it if I cant we'll have to wait for my dad to come and rescue me" Skye replied without a tone of being sarcastic "So what do you think you'll order?". Skye started walking to the entrance as he said this. Skye leaned on the wall for a bit so Casey would catch up to him.
"In we go" Skye said when Casey reached him, and of course he opened the door for her again. It was just a habit of his. After all it would be quite rude to let a friend open a door especially if its a girl. Skye went up to the waitress patiently waiting for new customers, he smiled at her before asking for a booth for 2. Almost immediately the waitress led them across the wooden floors of the room to a small booth. The seats were quite large with plenty of room the table that sat in the middle was topped with a white cream table cloth and 3 flowers in a vase. He smiled at Casey as he gestured a hand for her to sit first. Oh what a gentleman he was!
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Post by Casey Miller on Dec 27, 2007 21:13:23 GMT -5
‘No problem Case. Now lets just hope I can afford it if I cant we'll have to wait for my dad to come and rescue me’ She smiled at his ‘joke’ ‘So what do you think you'll order?’ He asked.
“I have no idea” She said looking up at him again, “But I’ll pay for whatever I order” She added still looking up at him as she walked. She hoped that didn’t sound rude, but she hated feeling in debt to someone.
She bit her lip lightly as he opened the door for her, She was used to her brothers fighting to get through the doors first but Skye was so polite.
Her dark brown eyes scanned the tables and people that filled the building. She contuenued letting her mind wander as she followed Skye to there table.
“Your so sweet” She smiled sitting down, hoping it didn’t sound to forward. But she had never met someone her age, how knew a thing or two about manners.
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Post by skye smith on Dec 27, 2007 21:23:51 GMT -5
"No no I'll pay. Aww thanks it took about 3 years of ettiquette training to have the habit of sweetness" Skye said as he sat down" Hmm.. The chicken caeser salad looks good and the frech onion soup too. " His left leg slowly crossed over his right as he passed over the small green menu to Casey. His fingers lightly tapped on the table as his face looked over at the menu that was now on Casey's side.
"So what do you think you'll order now?" Skye asked. He put on a small frown because he himself didnt know what to order. Okay Skye think.. Where to show her around next.. these thoughts lightly crept onto his mind. His head tilted from side to side as a song started in the background. A waiter soon came to their lovely booth and asked them for a choice of drinks.
"I'll have a glass of water"
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Post by Casey Miller on Dec 27, 2007 22:50:00 GMT -5
“Okay... If your sure” Casey said glancing down at the menu. She scanned both the fancy names for the probably very fancy foods but she also took note of the price. She couldn’t help it, that just how she was.
“Umm... Probably that salad” She said putting her finger on the same salad Skye had pointed out only moments before, The chicken caeser salad.
When ever she ‘eat out’ it was normally something like McDonalds, cheap and fast. This, ‘Gray Hoof’ was a very nice change.
She slide the menu back across the table to Skye before glancing up at the waiter. “I’ll take a water aswell” She nodded.
She glanced around at the few people who where in sight. “I think I’m underdressed... Like normal” She smiled, she was just wearing skinny jeans and a polo, But even if she had known she was going to a fancy restaurant she probably would still be wear the same thing she was now.
Ooc/ Sorry it’s not very good
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Post by skye smith on Jan 1, 2008 11:58:12 GMT -5
((sorry I was at surf contest so I couldn't reply  ))
" I dint think they have a dress code here" Skye said with a small smile as he looked around. He never had dressed like some people here whenever he came. It seemed silly to dress like the Queen of England when your just out eating with family or friends. Skye glanced at the menu again. He turned the page to find listings of steak, that he wouldn't want to spend a fortune on. He raised his hand to gesture that they were hopefully ready to order. As he saw a person go over and get a notebook, he smiled at Casey.
Skye's attention soon went over to the woman who stood by their table ready to take they're orders. "I'll have a chicken Caesar salad and a side order of French bread and butter" Skye said to her. Skye then looked over to Casey, awaiting her choice of food with a goofy smile planted on his face.
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Post by Casey Miller on Jan 1, 2008 16:20:56 GMT -5
She smiled at his reply. “Good thing to, I don’t dress up” Even though her step-mom hated her for it, Her step-mother wanted her to be polite, and lady-like. But Casey didn’t like her, so she wasn’t to worried about the glares she got.
Casey smiled at the waitress, “I’ll have the chicken caesar salad as well.” She had to smile at herself for making a effort to be more polite, she was in a ‘fancy’ restaurant after all.
“So, Skye, Do you have any hobbies or anything like that?” She asked brushing her side-swept bangs away from his chocolate brown eyes.
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Post by skye smith on Jan 3, 2008 13:35:07 GMT -5
"Oh well I love baseball and debating" Skye said with a low smile, "What about you?". Skye shifted his head to face the left side as he waited for her answer. Ahh finally they might have a nice conversation. Skye pulled his hands together as his posture shifted into a stiff position. His back was straight and his eyes staring straight at Casey. Skye realized he wasn't feeling the same doubts he had about her in the hallway. Maybe he was slowly loosing his trusting problems. Well hey why shouldn't he? After all he had been to therapy for about 3 years now. He really wanted to quit therapy soon. Skye's smile slowly went up as he though of quiting therapy. Then he wouldn't have to see the old, wrinkly Mrs. Gobbler. Skye's smile continued to continue upward.
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