"Quando l'amico chiede, non v'è domani."

[sharktrash]

Who: Dino & Squalo. And possibly you!
What: IT'S A DATE!! meeting between fellow countrymen to appreciate traditional food. Move along, no risotto for you.
When: early noon, January 25th-ish? (after song rewrite, before ghost hauntings)
Where: some nice park within Vista City roughly halfway between Pride and Virgo HQs
Warnings: language? Squalo? should be relatively safe, will update if necessary

(( prompts in comments! ))

Comments

[dishevelment]

[Nope. Squalo's barking had made the point amply clear.]

Enjoy your wine as much as you like, [he said, backing away another step.] I'll be taking my leave-- apologies for disturbing you.

[sharktrash]

[ Ugh, fine. He'll be nice. He does sort of swat at Dino's hand on his shoulder, though. At the same time... he can make it up to Mei another time. He'd really rather not be trying to charm two guys at once. ]

Hey, it's no big deal.

[alleato]

[Awkward. So awkward.]

It's fine. Please don't think I meant to be rude--I really didn't.

[dishevelment]

I didn't think you had intended to.

[Blame Squalo. He started it.

With a short, polite bob of his head, Koumei turned around to find a different tree to nap under...]

[sharktrash]

[ ALRIGHT THEN... ]

I'll see you later!

[ sighs. ]

This is sure a popular spot today.

[alleato]

No kidding...

[And Dino, for his part, is utterly baffled. Why are people bothering them, and furthermore, so weirdly...]