she said shut up and have dinner with me

[puppydoctor]

WHO: Sarah Manning coppelgangerand puppydoctor George O'Malley
WHERE: Nonah, NC
WHEN: 10/4
WHAT: Actual adult ~*~dinner date*~*
WARNINGS: Language, sexuality

[Hey Sarah, there's some total dork knocking on your front door. You should probably see about that, before the little bunch of flowers he's holding behind his back wilt or something.

Yeah, he's trying the Full Real Date Thing. Let's see where this goes.]

Knock knock knock.

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[coppelganger]

[ Her own answer comes quickly, too. ]

La Haine. What about music?

[puppydoctor]

[Wow, that's... heavy. They certainly have different tastes. And his make him sound like he's about eight. But hopefully she'll find that endearing.]

Oh man, you're gonna think it's stupid, but I was super into Dave Matthews in high school, and I still have all the albums. And the poster, somewhere. Rolled carefully.

[coppelganger]

[ She can't help laughing, but at least it's not mean laughter? ]

God, I knew it.

[puppydoctor]

What gave it away? The baggy 90s jeans? The puka shell necklace? My love of rock violin?

[He never actually had a puka shell necklace. He was afraid even more people would think he was gay.]

[coppelganger]

Hmm. Maybe it's the hair.

[puppydoctor]

Oh man, don't get my hopes up! I always wanted his receding hairline.

[He reaches up to brush it around with his fingers, thankful that he at least doesn't have the mop anymore.]

What about you? What do you like?

[coppelganger]

Anything punk. The Clash, The Ettes, LCD Soundsystem, New Order, The Prodigy...

[ She could go on, but she'll spare him. ]

[puppydoctor]

Punk? Really? I pegged you as more of a contemporary Christian pop kind of girl.

[He grins at her though, joking.]

But seriously, that's super cool.

[coppelganger]

[ She laughs, a little embarrassed. ]

My mum says I got all of the anger, none of the politics.

[puppydoctor]

[He reaches over to bump his hand against hers, trying to be affectionate without being awkward. It's a science.]

Hey, that's not bad. Politics are pretty boring.

[coppelganger]

Mm. There's much more exciting things to do in life.

[ She takes his hand and runs her thumb over his, lightly. ]

[puppydoctor]

[He gives her hand a little squeeze, and smiles dopily at her.]

... I'm really glad I spilt beer on my scrubs.

[coppelganger]

So am I.

[ And, sure, there's a little voice inside her screaming that this is a mistake, but she's ignoring it because this feels so normal and safe and good. ]

[puppydoctor]

[He wants to keep holding her hand all night, but just then the waiter brings out their dishes - which reminds George of another question, as soon as the man leaves.]

What's your favorite food?

[coppelganger]

[ She grins. ]

Would it be too cliche if I said fish and chips?

[puppydoctor]

If you didn't say it, I think I'd have to revoke your Brit license.

[coppelganger]

What about you?

[puppydoctor]

My mom's clam chowder, hands down.

[coppelganger]

Is she a good cook?

[ Now she's picturing a very stereotypical housewife. ]

[puppydoctor]

[Whoever she's visualizing, it probably isn't too far off from Mama O'Malley.]

She raised three boys - it didn't matter so much that it was good, just that there was a lot of it. But yeah, I thought she was the best in the world. Used to tell her she should have her own restaurant.

[coppelganger]

That's so cute.

[ She's a bit jealous, actually. ]

[puppydoctor]

[He smiles at her approval, and at the memory]

She used to get so worried that I wasn't eating, since none of us in Mer's house could really cook. There were weeks we ate, like, literally nothing but muffins. She would have thrown a fit.

[coppelganger]

Yeah, that's not good. I had a few times like that too.

[puppydoctor]

It's how you know you're an adult. One day you find yourself having Froot Loops and beer for dinner at 2:00 AM, and that's it. Childhood's gone.

[coppelganger]

I guess that's the universal experience.