http://headmasterhand.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] headmasterhand.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2011-10-02 05:07 pm

Blind Dates C Tables

What: BLIND DATES!
Who: Anyone who was sent a note with C table numbers.
Where: Off-campus restaurant. AND BEYOND!
When: September 30th
Warnings: Who knows depending who is here.

[The third group's restaurant is a rotating fancy restaurant, the tallest in all of FDC! The place is high up in the air, and you can see all of the city from above! It slowly moves around itself so you can see the city from 360 degrees.The menu has all sorts of things. Still expensive, however, but you've been given a 100$ budget for eating each!

The lighting is dim, with flickering, oil candles on every table. The place is decorated in stylish black and browns, with reddish lanterns hanged on top. The overhead
music is half traditional Italian love songs, half that band you don't remember the name of and sometimes a little song sneaks in. Your servers are all dressed up for the occasion, and speak broken English and talk-like-a-dis despite the menu not being 100% Italian.

Beside each candle, there's a card. Each card has a different letter-number combination.

Find your table!

OH YEAH AND FEEL FREE TO LEAVE THE RESTAURANT AND GO ANYWHERE ELSE!.

..well once you've actually talked with your date anyway. If you try to leave before that, they will try to stop you.]

[identity profile] 4x4-of-manly.livejournal.com 2011-10-04 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Lighter was far from the most observant person, especially when things like a woman's emotions were involved, so he noticed absolutely nothing amiss with his date. He just flagged down the guy he'd seen walking around with food earlier and placed the order, along with some beer.

"You want anything to drink too?" Was she... old enough to drink?

[identity profile] timederp.livejournal.com 2011-10-04 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Of course he wouldn't, but Dana was especially glad that he didn't catch her. That would have been so embarrassing to explain herself. "Oh uhm-- I will just have water."

Yep, she was completely sworn off alcohol, there was no way she'd ever get near it after that last run-in she had that ended terribly. The only time that she'd touch it would be if someone spiked their drinks. Who's to say that could never happen here... right?

[identity profile] 4x4-of-manly.livejournal.com 2011-10-04 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Water it was. And so the waiter went off!

Lighter, in the meantime, was not the kind of guy to spike a drink that wasn't his own. He was also not the kind of guy who was very good at smalltalk. But awkward silence didn't make for very good companionship. He stared out the window and--

"Wait a sec, that building wasn't there before."

REVOLVING RESTAURANTS, HOW DO THEY WORK?!