Dinner at last

Darkle: I'll have lasagna...

Darkle: (vegetarian, mind you)

Adagio: (Aww)

Petite Fleur nods as the waiter comes back, and proceeds to place her order

Darkle relays her wants to the waiter, as tersely as ponily possible

Chiv Cortland waits politely for the ladies at the table to order first, before requesting his pasta dish

Adagio orders his pizza after Chiv is done

Darkle puts something in blue text to prompt the other ponies to actually say something

Chiv Cortland has no idea what to talk about. This day seems to have gone on forever.

Darkle can think of a few things to talk about, but this is neither the time or the place

Adagio: (It has gone on forever)

Adagio: (jesus)

Adagio: Well, while we're waiting for our food

Petite Fleur: Yes?

Adagio pops open the bottle of wine the waiter left when he took their order

Adagio: (:D)

Adagio: Who all wants some?

Darkle: I guess I could have a bit...

Adagio pours a glass for Darkle

Adagio: Fleur, Chiv, how about you?

Chiv Cortland: Sure, why not.

Petite Fleur: I would love a glass, monsieur

Adagio pours some for Fleur and Chiv, and then finally a glass for himself

Darkle takes a small sip of wine, then sets the glass back down

Chiv Cortland takes a huge gulp of wine like he would with cider, then grimaces

Chiv Cortland: Eeyech, still don't understand the appeal of this stuff

Adagio: Hahaha, well you aren't supposed to knock it back like that

Adagio swirls the wine around in the glass a bit, sniffs it, then takes a sip

Adagio: Mm, that's not bad

Petite Fleur leaves her glass alone for now, waiting for her meal to go with it.

Petite Fleur: I take it you do not have the same issues as monsieur Cortland with the wine, mademoiselle?

Adagio eats a bit of bread

Darkle: I guess not...

Darkle: There sure are quite a few ponies in here...

Chiv Cortland looks around at the other diners

Chiv Cortland: Eeyup

Adagio: Well then we shouldn't get too drunk tonight, huh? Hahahaha

Darkle starts to wonder if there was any drinking the night of the toilet incident

Chiv Cortland: Eeyup

Petite Fleur: Well, nothing wrong with a slight bit of alcohol to easte conversation, no?

Adagio: No, no, nothing wrong at all

Chiv Cortland: He, takes more than a bit to get me even feeling the effects.

Adagio: ..You DO know that there's way more alcohol in wine than in cider, right?

Darkle: I never realized that falling under the effects of alcohol was part of the plan, tonight...

Petite Fleur: it tends to get convesation flowing mademoisele

Darkle: It's just not my thing, to get drunk...

Petite Fleur: Oh no no, not that much, mademoislle

Petite Fleur: just a glass or two

Darkle rolls her eyes

Darkle: I know

Adagio: Well, depends on your tolerance, really.

Chiv Cortland: Eeyup.

Adagio takes another sip of wine

Chiv Cortland has empited his glass at this point. He really doesn't know how to drink wine properly

Adagio: As long as you don't try pounding it down like Chiv, you should be okay

Adagio: Hahaha

Darkle: Don't worry, I won't

Chiv Cortland shrugs, not seeing why everyone likes this stuff.

Petite Fleur: Oh, and it would appear there is our food.

Petite Fleur thanks the waiter as he sets the plates in front of them.

Darkle looks down at the lasagna in front of her

Adagio: Oh, this is perfect

Chiv Cortland: Well, certainly looks good

Petite Fleur tries some of her bisque

Adagio takes a slice of his pizza and starts to eat

Petite Fleur: And the flavor appears to match, monsieur

Darkle tenatively takes a bite of her lasagna

Petite Fleur takes a sip of her wine to go with her bisque

Adagio finishes his glass of wine and pours himself another

Chiv Cortland digs into his pasta

Darkle slowly makes her way through the lasagna

Chiv Cortland: (fettucini alfredo, in case anyone was wondering)

Adagio: (Triple meat lovers supreme over here)

Darkle: (/me will be attending adagio's funeral)

Chiv Cortland: (:I)

Adagio: (hahaha)

Darkle: (maybe)

Chiv Cortland: (/me will be attending Adagio's trial for cannabalism)

Adagio: (Not cannibalism, there's no pony in there)

Chiv Cortland: (That's what they WANT you to think)

Darkle: (soylent pastels)

Chiv Cortland: (exactly)

Chiv Cortland: How's your lasagna, Darkle?

Darkle looks up at chiv

Darkle: Good...

Chiv Cortland smiles, glad Darkle seems to liker her food at least, then resumes eating his alfredo

Adagio has finished half the pizza now, and is just drinking the last bit of his second cup of wine

Darkle thinks the lasagna is a tragic imitation of a true itailian lasagna

Petite Fleur finally finishes her own glass, and pushes her glass out for another pour

Petite Fleur: If you wouldn't mind, monsieur?

Adagio smiles

Adagio: Not at all

Adagio pours out another glass for Fleur

Petite Fleur: Thank you kindly!

Petite Fleur takes a sip as she pulls her glass back.

Adagio: Chiv, Darkle, did you want some  more of this too? Can't be havin me an Fleur drink it all ourselves

Darkle: Oh no, I'm fine

Chiv Cortland: Eh, alright.

Chiv Cortland: I'll have another glass

Darkle glances at her glass, mostly full

Adagio pours Chiv some more wine

Adagio also fills his glass a third time, because why not

Chiv Cortland: This pasta is really good, Darkle. Want to try some?

Darkle: No, i'm good...

Chiv Cortland: Oh, uh, ok.

Darkle: (You have cooties)

Chiv Cortland was hoping Darkle would try some, so would have an excuse to try some of hers.

Chiv Cortland: *so he

Adagio: Did any of ya wanna try my pizza?

Adagio: Is really good

Adagio takes another sip of wine and another slice of the pie

Petite Fleur: I would not mind a slice, monsieur

Darkle shakes her head, slightly

Adagio slides the plate a bit closer to Fleur so she can take some

Petite Fleur grabs a slice, and eats i. (meanwhile, she uses her left hoof to write names in her death note.)

Petite Fleur: *it

Adagio: (haha)

Petite Fleur finishes off his plate of pasta, and downs his glass

Adagio takes his pizza back, sipping a bit more wine

Petite Fleur: (chiv, btw)

Petite Fleur: (^)

Darkle takes another sip of the wine

Chiv Cortland finishes of her bisque, then continues sipping the remainder of her second glas

Adagio: (Fleur^)

Petite Fleur: (yes)

Darkle finishes her lasagna with measured slowness

Adagio is sufficiently buzzed now, and raises his glass

Adagio: Guys, we should have a toast

Darkle: I don't think that's necessary...

Petite Fleur: To waht, monsieur?

Adagio: Uhh... To... To good food, and better friends!

Chiv Cortland: Sounds good to me. Gonna need another glass, though

Chiv Cortland pushes his glass over for a refill

Darkle s lightly fidgets nervously in her seat

Adagio refills Chiv's galss

Petite Fleur: ...Something wrong, mademoiselle?

Adagio: glass*

Darkle: er...

Darkle: won't everypony notice us making a toast?

Petite Fleur: Oh no, there are far too many people in here for that, mademoiselle

Darkle: (/me looks around excitadly while gasping "people, where?")

Darkle: I don't think that's the case...

Petite Fleur: (ponies)

Adagio: They'll only notice if I start singin

Adagio: Or if someone falls over

Petite Fleur: I am sure they are too occupied with their own meals own meals, mademoiselle

Darkle: I'm not...

Chiv Cortland: I gotta agree, Darkle, they probably don't even know we're here, other than as other ponies in the restaurant

Darkle: but...

Petite Fleur just follow my lead, mademoiselle

Petite Fleur raises her glass

Petite Fleur: To good friends!

Darkle looks at fleur, like she just asked her to murder a pony

Adagio already has his glass raised

Chiv Cortland me clanks his own glass against Fleur's

Chiv Cortland: Eeyup!

Adagio clanks glasses with Fleur and Chiv and waits for Darkle to raise her glass

Petite Fleur raises an eyebrow as she looks at Darkle

Petite Fleur: Come, mademoislle.

Darkle raises her glass slightly then immediately sets it back down

Petite Fleur: nobody has noticed us yet,

Darkle: (brb)

Darkle: (back)

Adagio: Daaarkle, it'd be more wierd to NOT toast at a fancy place like this

Darkle looks at fleur, hoping her glass raising was enough

Darkle: Would it?

Chiv Cortland: Eh, if that's all Darkle wanted to do, that's good enough for me. No need to pressure her into doing something she doesn't want to.

Chiv Cortland downs his glass in typical "toast" style for him.

Adagio: (Good god you're gonna die)

Chiv Cortland: (it's only my third glass)

Adagio: (Downin it like it's water though)

Chiv Cortland: (it's how he drinks cider :/)

Adagio takes a healthy sip and sets his glass down

Adagio: Alright then

Darkle feels bad about letting chiv down, but doesn't want to draw attention to herself

Chiv Cortland: hm, I suppose the stuff does get more tolerable over time.

Petite Fleur: Perhaps you should, hm, hold off on having anymore for now, monsieur?

Petite Fleur kknows that any smaller pony would be fairly inebrieated by now at the rate chiv has been drinking

Petite Fleur: *sp

Adagio: Yeah Chiv, wine is gonna hurt ya much more than cider y'know

Adagio continues with his third glass of wine

Chiv Cortland: Not like I haven't had just as much as you  are.

Chiv Cortland: Anyway, are we getting dessert here, or headin' elsewhere?

Adagio: Yeah, but see, I'm spreadin it out, not poundin it back

Adagio: (Iiiiinnuendo)

Darkle: (iiiiiiiiiiiinyourendo)

Chiv Cortland pours himself a fourth glass, emptying the botle

Adagio: Heyyyyyy...

Petite Fleur shakes her head and sighs, as she feels this is against better judgement

Adagio: You gotta ask if th' ladies want some before you empty it

Darkle: Maybe we should just skip dessert and just head home...

Chiv Cortland: Aww, but you can't call it a full meal if we don't have dessert...

Darkle: I could...

Chiv Cortland: Pleeease, Darkle?

Chiv Cortland pulls Darkle in close with a wing and gives her the Look

Adagio: Chiiiiiiiiiiiv why don't you listen to meeee

Darkle: I, uh...

Darkle is clearly uncomfortable with the amount of intoxication of the ponies around her

Petite Fleur finds the whole situation a bit humorous

Petite Fleur: Perhaps we should accede to monsieur Chiv's wishes, if only to resolve the situation?

Adagio doesn't like being ignored, and drowns his sorrow in the last of his pizza

Darkle: I guess...

Petite Fleur smiles and hugs Darkle

Petite Fleur: )^chiv_

Chiv Cortland: I knew you'd come around!

Darkle: I... uh, okay

Adagio finishes up his pizza and looks around the table

Chiv Cortland pulls away quickly

Adagio: Heyyy Darkle

Chiv Cortland: So, um, that means we need to decide what we're getting

Petite Fleur flags down the waiter and gets dessert menus

Adagio: Are you going to finish your wine, or can I have it?

Darkle: I'll finish it

Darkle: (my phone is dead, no need to send out any texts tonight)

Adagio: Awww.. okay

Adagio: (Mkay)

Chiv Cortland: Well, I think I'm going to get a profiterole

Darkle glances over the menu

Darkle: I think I'm going to pass on dessert

Adagio looks at the menu for a while

Petite Fleur: I suppose I shall get an apple tart for myself

Chiv Cortland: Aww, are you sure, Darkle?

Adagio: I'm gettin chocolate cake

Darkle: Yes

Chiv Cortland sighs and looks somewhat depressed

Chiv Cortland: Okay...

Petite Fleur: Well, if we are all sure what we are getting, or not getting, as the case may be, no sense in delaying.

Petite Fleur flags down the waiter again to place their dessert orders

Adagio asks for some chocolate cake, only to find there was never any on the menu to begin with.

Adagio orders chocolate pie instead

Chiv Cortland gets his strawberry ice cream

Petite Fleur politely orders her tart.

Darkle explains that she doesn't want anything

Chiv Cortland: I still think you're missing out, Darkle. I thought you liked sweets?

Darkle: (How have you gotten that impression?)

Chiv Cortland: (The times we got milkshakes)

Darkle: Not really...

Darkle: (remember the candy store?)

Chiv Cortland: (true, but this is dessert sweets)

Chiv Cortland: (also, chiv is a little tipsy at least)

Adagio starts humming to himself

Darkle hopes this outing ends sooon

Petite Fleur thanks the waiter again as he brings them their desserts

Chiv Cortland happily starts eating his ice cream

Petite Fleur: Would you care for a piece of my tart at least, mademoiselle? It is not too sweet.

Darkle: I'm good...

Petite Fleur nods in understanding, and starts to delicately eat her tart

Chiv Cortland pauses eating his ice cream for a moment, to look at Darkle

Adagio takes a big hunk out of his pie

Darkle sips her wine so adagio doesn't get into it

Chiv Cortland gets a mischevious glint in his eye, and takes a dab of ice cream on his hoof.

Chiv Cortland: Hey Darkle...

Darkle: hm?

Chiv Cortland dabs the ice cream and Darkle's nose.

Chiv Cortland: You got something on your nose!

Darkle sighs and whipes off the ice cream with a napkin

Chiv Cortland: Aww, I was gonna do this...

Chiv Cortland quickly gets another dab of ice cream, wipes it on the tip of Darkles nose, then gives a small lick to get it back off

Chiv Cortland: See? I think that's a bit more fun, don't you?

Darkle looks around to make syre nopony else noriced

Petite Fleur is, thankfully, the only pony to notice.

Petite Fleur: You two are absolutely adorable

Adagio noticed, but is too preoccupied with his delicious pie to say anything

Darkle: i, uh...

Darkle isn't comfortible with the situation

Chiv Cortland finishes off his ice cream, and lets out a contented sigh

Adagio eats the last bit of pie and leans back in his chair

Chiv Cortland: Now that's what I call a good end to a meal.

Adagio: That was goooooooood

Petite Fleur consumes the last of her tart.

Petite Fleur: I believe they went a bit heavy on the glaze, but otherwise, it was quite good. Shall we settle the bill?

Darkle: sure...

Chiv Cortland: Eeyup!

Adagio: I can get it I think

Chiv Cortland: Not this time, Adagio!

Adagio looks for his wallet

Chiv Cortland flags down the waiter to ask for the check

Chiv Cortland: You've paid for all of us too much, recently

Adagio: But.. Okay...

Adagio pulls out his card anyways

Chiv Cortland proceeds to pay for everyone.

Adagio: Chiiiiiiiiiiiiv

Adagio: You just said I couldn't do that..

Chiv Cortland: I'm just gettin you back for all the times you've done that lately!

Petite Fleur rolls her eyes. Stallions.

Adagio: Meeeehhhhhhh fiiiiine

Petite Fleur: Well, now that all is said and done, shall we get going, monsieur and madame?

Petite Fleur: *monsieurs

Adagio: Okayy

Adagio puts away his card and gets up

Petite Fleur slides off the bench and stands next to Adagio

Chiv Cortland manages to make it off his own side without event.

Chiv Cortland: Ready to go, Darkle?