[He should feel more worried about this than he does, but...call it the reassurance that he tastes disgusting and is the food of last resort for a very hungry Figaro. So. Gepard shakes his head.]
I can't think of anything. [...he can just get a nice bouquet of flowers to freshen up his apartment or something, that counts, right?] And you should go before someone tries to find out what I'm doing and finds you here.
[And, then:]
Please don't call it a dinner date. That- [He trails off into silence, because what is he supposed to say to that? What, exactly, is Gepard Landau supposed to say to that? It feels like he spent this entire meal looking like a tomato but, you know, Figaro's kind of an ass like that and it's easy to get flustered like that, so he probably shouldn't be kicking himself about it.]
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Date: 2024-05-14 03:19 am (UTC)I can't think of anything. [...he can just get a nice bouquet of flowers to freshen up his apartment or something, that counts, right?] And you should go before someone tries to find out what I'm doing and finds you here.
[And, then:]
Please don't call it a dinner date. That- [He trails off into silence, because what is he supposed to say to that? What, exactly, is Gepard Landau supposed to say to that? It feels like he spent this entire meal looking like a tomato but, you know, Figaro's kind of an ass like that and it's easy to get flustered like that, so he probably shouldn't be kicking himself about it.]