closed 🪶⚡ all i really, really ever want is under the mistletoe

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around places.
What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA.
Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me



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[ramuhs]

We'll have to figure out the kind of beef they use as that will be a major component to it.

[He will happily take that piece, and when she's finished with hers he's going to take another and put some of the sauce over it before letting her have her turn.]

[garudas]

[She hums her approval and takes the meat, her eyes closing as she savours the taste. She knows she should be more nonchalant about it, but she has never tasted anything quite like this? And it is so tender? She's never had a steak this good before, and the steaks that they do make are delectable.]

If it costs a pretty penny as you say, and I've no doubt that it does, perhaps we could strike some deals.

[ramuhs]

[If anyone asks, they can just say they are true food connoisseurs who enjoy honest displays of enjoying good food.]

Perhaps even around here. No doubt there are some affluent chefs or members of the food industry here.

[garudas]

[Ah, so resourceful. Another reason she loves him.]

And so now we are to look for two merchants... A butcher would be ideal. Might as well cut out the middle man and go straight to the source.

[ramuhs]

Isn't gathering intelligence your area?

[A grin as he nudges her.]

I'm sure you will be able to uncover a few leads for us in no time.

[garudas]

Making me do all the work on our little date?

[She pokes at the bread with the tiny ball spread next, curious.]

[ramuhs]

Now, now, I would also be doing my part.

[He holds the plate a little closer for her to take. He'd offer, but with the balls as they are, it may be better she take it so as not to accidentally spill.]

[garudas]

Your impeccable charisma to charm our way into the best deal they can offer?

[She smiles at him knowingly and takes the piece of baguette, holding it with careful fingers as she brings it close to her lips.

She makes a face at it and then slowly takes a bite.......]

[ramuhs]

Exactly.

[A quiet chuckle as he watches her a little amused while sipping his wine.]

How is it?

[garudas]

[She is going to do the most ungracious, unrichly thing in the world...]

Ugh!

[... And spits it right out back onto the plate, earning some stares from people at nearby tables.]

It's revolting!

[ramuhs]

[There's a bit of a widening of his eyes in surprise before he can't help but laugh and set the plate down before offering a napkin and her wine.]

Was it really so terrible?

[He's looking at curiously, wondering if he should try it or not.]

[garudas]

[If she had her winds going right now, she would no doubt hear the laughter and whispers going around, but she is too offended by this "delicacy" to even care.

She takes that wine and washes it down with several big gulps, and swipes that napkin over her lips.]

If you do not believe me, try it for yourself—

[She breaks into a cough that turns into a wheeze.]

It's so salty...

[ramuhs]

[An arch of the brow as he eyes it for a moment before shrugging.]

Might as well.

[He'll take a more cautionary bite, and upon tasting the caviar...

...

While not as dramatic, there is a look of displeasure.]

Not to my taste, no.

[garudas]

And they eat this? Regularly?

[Or so she assumes. So many of them seem to be enjoying it.

She takes another sip of her wine, and smacks her lips and tongue loudly to try getting that salty aftertaste out of her mouth.]

It is like someone over-seasoned some mediocre fish.

[ramuhs]

[A quiet, amused look as he leans in close.]

They may eat it, but not everyone likes it.

[A small, subtle nod to a table not too far away.]

Like that gent over there. Subtly shaking off a few so only a small amount remains, and even then he's holding back his expression as he smiles.

[garudas]

[She follows the direction of his nod and watches the man, a snort of amusement breaking her disgust.]

Do you suppose he might be like us?

[ramuhs]

What, posing as an affluent member of society? To be frank, everyone here is posing in some way or form. After all, it's all about appearances and money.

[garudas]

Yes, but some of these people have plenty of coin to toss away on frivolous things.

[Not that she cares, mind, but it is kind of amusing to watch.]

I must say, though... [She's just going to shove that caviar aside and go for a skewer instead, picking it up and turning the stick between her fingers to observe it first.] Wealth looks far better on you than any of these other people.

[ramuhs]

[A high arch of the brow at that.]

Not sure if I should find that a compliment or not.

[garudas]

A compliment.

[She takes her first bite of that skewer, and her brows shoot up at the taste. More steak, but a different kind than what they had before. Still just as juicy. She hands it to him.]

Do you not think that you and I could ever live a life like this? Minus the gaudy decorations, of course.

[ramuhs]

Truth be told...

[He looks around as he leans against the table, taking the skewer but not biting into it immediately.]

Not really, no.

[garudas]

[She does tilt her head, curious, at him.]

Why not? We can already look the part.

[ramuhs]

[A wry grin at that.]

Appearances can be deceiving. But perhaps it's because of experiencing what I have, I don't find this kind of life all that attractive. On a special occasion is one matter, but an actual lifestyle... Seems a bit much for me, anyway.

[He looks at her for a moment, contemplative.]

You would fare better, but I think you are just the same.

[garudas]

[That last bit is a little surprising.]

Am I? You don't think I am suited for this sort of lavish lifestyle anymore?

[Well, he might be right, but she wants to hear the reasons why.]

[ramuhs]

[He leans in closer with a more playful grin after taking a bite of the kebab.]

You barely want to socialize as it is, would you really be able to host a soiree like this?

And while you do have a taste for high luxury, I know you quite prefer quieter, simpler things for the more everyday.

[Even as a Dominant when she was fulfilling her role, her eyes may have lingered or shone for the jewels every now and then, but he knew she was at her most comfortable with a more simple sense of luxury, one that carried a more mature elegance in that regard.]