"Yup, this is it. The Duck and Dagger...though, I really don't understand WHY they named it that...except their mascot is pretty hilarious..." Indeed, the mascot of the shoppette was a one eyed yellow duck with bulging arm muscles and a ferocious looking knife. In the snarling duck's other hand was a cup of tea. Overall, it was a confusing, manly, aggressive image for a place that served beverages and snacks.
DC sat down in the out door portion of the cafe and started playing Bohemian Rhapsody.
"This place is great...I'd recommend the Swamp Smoothie...much better tasting than it looks or sounds..."
"Wow... that has to be the dumbest logo I've ever seen," Sofi commented, staring up at the odd, savage-looking duck with an expression of utter confusion on her face, "Prolly draws a crowd, though..." She sat down beside DC and watched him play. "You're pretty good at that," she added, nodding at his nimble fingers dancing over the strings, "You'll be giving great backrubs in no time, Cross..."
She leaned back and stretched her back over the top of the chair, producing several loud pops. With a sigh of relief, she sat back up and crossed her legs, leaning her elbows on the table before her. "I was actually looking forward to tea, thanks," she told DC with a little grin, "Earl Gray, if they have it.... yum... maybe some biscuits, too..."
"Heh, thanks...Like I said, been playing for a while. I suppose I can try and learn the art of massage, but I make no guarantees on being good. And their biscuits are okay..."
At this point, a barrista had come to take their order, which DC happily gave.
"Earl Grey, bucket of mice, and a Passionate Kiss..." The pink haired witch nodded, wrote down the order and left without saying a word. DC caught Sofi's odd look and he grinned at her. "No worries, trust me."
"Ummmmm.... ok," Sofi answered, still staring at DC with a look of confusion on her face, "Though I must say, that was the weirdest order I've ever heard. I half-expected the woman to bend down and snog you right there..." She couldn't help chuckling at her own joke, despite the fact that she knew it was rather a lame one.
"So what exactly did you get us? Or yourself? I dunno, I have no idea what a food item called a 'Passionate Kiss' might be... And a bucket of mice? That's sure to be interesting..." She leaned a little closer. "Though I could've gotten you both, ya know... my mom has an owl, so there's always mice around our house..." She allowed him to fill in the rest with his own intellect, though she couldn't help putting on a little smirk.
"Hah, no. the 'bucket of mice' refers to their biscuit plate...all of em are shaped like mice...taste great and are fresh baked too...and the Passionate Kiss is an orange juice, passion fruit, guava juice blend monstrosity thats fan-freaking-tastisc."
He nonchalantly kept playing the guitar, switching to minor keys just for the hell of it.
Sofi couldn't help licking her lips at the sound of the beverage. "Mmmm... orange juice.... I love that stuff.... Though wouldn't that blend be a little sour? Still, sounds good... I might steal a sip... or maybe two, if I like it..." She grinned at DC. "I like the sound of the mice, too. It's a cute idea."
She watched him play, trying to keep her mind from wandering. For some reason, it kept wanting her to try and imagine what it would be like to have DC touch her like that, rather than the guitar's strings. She mentally growled at herself to shut up her own brain, then flipped her hair out of her face and sighed. "Bit distracting, that...." She nodded at his playing again. "Dunno why, though..."
"Because its BoRhap...like...THE SONG of the subconcious mind. And probably the greatest song ever known to man." He strummed his way into the last chords and stopped playing for the time being. Leaning back in his chair, he looked up at the sky.
"Looks like it might rain later...bit hot lately, so the rain'd be nice, if it doesn't wind up killing us all in a flood..."
"Yeah, Queen's a great band, but I wouldn't say that was my favorite song by them," Sofi retorted, though it disturbed her slightly that DC had almost acted like he'd known how she was feeling. 'THE song of the subconscious mind,' huh? How was she supposed to take that? She shivered slightly, even though it was rather hot out, and hugged her knees to her chest.
"Rain would be nice, but I doubt it'll rain that much, boy-o," she murmured, resting her chin on her knees and unconsciously watching his face.
DC glanced at Sofia as she shivvered and clutched her knees to her. Apparently, he had struck a nerve with his analysis of BoRhap. He decided to ignore it for the moment.
"Not your favorite, eh? I'm guessing Champions or Rock is your favorite then....though...knowing you its probably something off the wall like Delilah..." He couldn't keep the teasing grin off of his face with the mention of the last song. It was originally written about the lead singer's pet cat.
"Sure, those are all good," Sofi answered, managing to relax a bit again. She still kept her knees up, though, refusing to release her hold on them until she was sure she'd recovered from the odd feeling inside of her. "I like Killer Queen, actually, it's pretty damn funny, at least to me.... Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy, too, for the same reason..."
The pink-haired waitress came back, bearing Sofi's tea. Another glass and a shiny silver bucket floated in the air beside her. Without a word, she set all the stuff down, including the Levitated items, then turned and left. "Think maybe she's a mute?" Sofi muttered, grabbing her teacup and preparing herself a cupful of tea, "Honestly, she hasn't said a thing since we showed up..." She peered into the bucket and grinned. "Hehe.... mouse biscuits..."
He followed the bite with a chaser of his juice mix, then offered the drink to Sofi.
Sofi gave him a watchful look, then shrugged, taking the glass. "You haven't had time to do anything to it, so sure," she answered, taking a sip. Her eyes lit up, and she took an actual gulp. "Yum... this stuff is great!" It was with some difficulty that she managed to make herself give up the beverage, but she handed it back to DC and effortlessly snagged a mouse cookie from the bucket.
"Lots of practice with real ones," she told him after biting the head off and reducing it to a regular cookie, "I usually get stuck with feeding the owl at home... Anyway, what are we gonna do after this?" She picked up her teacup and took a sip, watching DC over the brim.
"Thought our plan was to go look at the Quidditch shop...I mean, you mentioned earlier a sale there...thats how you enticed poor innocent me to play hookie in the first place and break out of the jail for the infirm...And ew, bee tee dub, to having to feed the owl...why not just let it go out and hunt? Or...is your owl retarded?" His eyes lit up with a mischevious light.
"You have a retarded owl? That is so epic and failtastic at the same time...but if you don't, I just made an ass out of myself, didn't I?" He didn't sound the least bit remorseful.
Sofi laughed uproariously, nearly having to wipe her eyes when she finally managed to stop nearly a minute later. "No, I don't have a retarded owl, Cross!" She snorted again, the very idea was so hilarious to her, "First off, it's not even my owl, it's my mom's, which I'm pretty sure I mentioned before... And we live in the middle of London, where's it gonna go to hunt? A park? All the Muggles will see it and think there's a bloody retarded owl who somehow managed to get itself stuck in London... they usually avoid people, you, know, owls..."
She giggled once again, then leaned back in her chair, lowering her legs so that they were folded before her on the seat. "And I thought you weren't interested in the sale... You said you already had a good bat at home.... But if we do go, at least then I can go next door and find some new leathers..." Her eyes glinted at the prospect of finding new game-day wear.
"Sweet...sounds like a plan, then, as soon as we're finished." He snaked another mouse out of the bucket and began munching it thoughtfully. His family didn't own any owls, since animals were another thing his mother disapproved of. For that reason, DC planned on getting a pet today. Rat, cat, toad, owl...something! The pet shop was right beside the Quidditch supplies store, so it all worked within plan.
"Yeah...I need a new set of pads too...shoulders have gotten too big for my old set, same as the leg guards...good thing its all on mother's dime." He chuckled at the thought of his mom unintentionally paying for him.
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