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Post by Eiji Almasy. on Feb 18, 2010 22:36:57 GMT -5
Olive re-enacting the accident wasn't something he had expected. He sat back in his seat, expression pleasantly entertained mixed with various levels of surprise, as he watched her retell the story. His lips twitched when she began barking, and finally, when she raised her hand to her forehead, he couldn't help but laugh; this girl was so strange!
Two milkshakes arrived at the table, the one with cherries placed before the girl, and the other one before him. He played with the straw before taking a sip, staring at her in thought.
"Don't you mean horses mouth?" he asked, though it was a little bit rhetorical and somewhat teasing.
"You're cute, you know, and I don't say that to many girls I've just met," he told her, his grin becoming slight when he realized that she reminded him of Peyton in her abruptness; of course, Peyton wasn't cute, just annoying. Kids got away with a lot more things than the other girl ever could.
"So what was up with the long face before?" Eiji kept his tone light, mostly to not come across as confronting, and partly because he actually wanted to know.
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Post by olive on Feb 20, 2010 19:28:01 GMT -5
When the milkshake appeared before her, she pounced on it, going straight for the cherries. She popped both into her mouth at the same time, mercilessly bit them off their stems, and crushed them between her teeth, all the while looking like she'd just died and went to heaven. "Good cherries." She told Eiji approvingly, then popped one stem into her mouth, trying that tie-it-in-a-knot-with-your-tongue thing. She heard some girls saying that people who could knot cherry stems with their tongues were good kissers, and she was determined not to be a bad one.
She looked quite silly, sitting there making faces as she tried tying her stem, but if anyone thought less of her for it she didn't care. She had to practice for when she met her future boyfriend. What if they had their first kiss and she was really bad and he ran away shouting "I love you but your kissing is terrible! We can't be together!" She wouldn't let anything get in the way of true love!
"Like, isn't that what I said?" Olive queried, nearly losing her cherry stem as she tried talking and tying at the same time. Luckily, she caught the end of it with her teeth just in time, and sucked it right back into her mouth like a spaghetti noodle. Boy, was trying cherries hard! Hopefully Eiji wouldn't tell anyone how long it was taking her to get it just right.
"I was sad because like, this is an awful story! It'll never make the front page! Like, who wants to read about poodles, anyway?! Everyone wants to read about like, murder and stuff." Frustrated, she tried "sneaking" the stem out her mouth by faking a cough and pushing it into her hand. She then proceeded to tie it into a knot under the table, fake cough it back into her mouth, and then triumphantly stick out her tongue, revealing the tied stem.
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Post by Eiji Almasy. on Feb 27, 2010 4:04:10 GMT -5
"This is the best diner in Brooklyn," Eiji replied to her comment on the cherries; he never missed an opportunity to talk up his friend's mother's diner. If Olive really was as good as she thought she was, or even half as useful, then hopefully she would pass on that she had the best milkshake (and fries) of her entire lifetime at the Why Not Diner. He, along with the others, offered to advertise for Tristan and Charlotte but his friend had put his foot down and proclaimed a flat out no, though he had accepted Eve's proposal to do some talking on the street. Word of mouth was apparently allowed, since it was free, and Eiji had to grudgingly accept that his money wasn't going to be any good in this particular situation.
Eiji, who could only be so polite so as to not say anything about the oddity of her actions, chose instead to continue drinking from his milkshake until there was only a third left, plus about an inch of froth; he instantly wanted another one.
"Why don't you try work placement at a community paper or something? There's less competition there and you can impress better. I'm sure there would be plenty of stories they would want you to cover."
He said all this with his very best effort to keep his expression neutral as he watched her fumble with the stem underneath the table. At her final display, he had to bite on his straw to refrain from either laughing or saying a wisecrack.
"Did you roll your tongue, Olive? Next time you should use your teeth."
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Post by olive on Feb 27, 2010 16:24:50 GMT -5
"It is?" Olive questioned, eyes widening in interest. She flipped a page in her notepad and hurriedly scribbled "Why Not Diner - Best in Brooklyn!!!" She dotted the last exclamation point and smiled widely; she'd never eaten at any diners in Brooklyn before, and she was lucky enough to pick the best on her first try! She mentally congratulated herself on her excellent choice, and made a note not to go to any other diners she might happen upon. They could only be second-best!
She thought about writing an article about the great diner she found - famous people did that sometimes, didn't they? - but ultimately decided not to. She couldn't imagine people wanting to read a page or more about how yummy the Why Not Diner's food was, and she definitely wouldn't get it on the first page! It'd probably be in a restaurant section or something equally undesirable. No, she wouldn't write an article about them unless they were burgled or something exciting like that.
"Community paper?" Olive queried. She never even considered applying to work for someone else's paper, so interested was she in creating and promoting her own. But she did recognize that more people might read her stories if she had a paper that spoke to more people, people of all ages and occupations. They might even pay her! The fact that there would be less competition and assigned stories hardly bothered her when she considered that working for someone might actually make her more famous. "Like, I never even thought of that! Maybe I should like, do that! Thanks!"
She was about to give him a great big thank-you-for-the-cool-idea-I-totally-like-can't-believe-I-didn't-already-think-of-that-hug when he asked if she rolled her tongue. How did one roll her tongue? Eager to find the answer to her new-found mystery, she forgot all about hugs, wiggling her tongue at Eiji instead.
"Ish tis goodsh?"
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Post by Eiji Almasy. on Mar 11, 2010 22:18:00 GMT -5
At Olive's not-so-sudden exuberance, Eiji could only be grateful that he hadn't said something outrageous, like the diner being the best in the whole of New York. He could only imagine the ramifications for a comment like that. He watched her scrawl his words on her little notepad and repressed his amused smile, happy to merely nod along whenever she happened to look at him.
"No problem," he managed to say, before she stuck out her tongue at him again. He wondered briefly if this was a form of karmic retribution for his past dating habits; to stick him with a pre-pubescent young girl and force him to endure her oddities.
"Uh, not bad. You could probably practice in front of a mirror or something," he said, more level-headed than anything, not even batting an eye at her display.
"Did you want anything else for today, Olive?" he asked, sliding his tall glass to the other hand and sitting up. He looked toward the counter to see if Charlotte had reappeared from the back, but when he couldn't spot the woman, he looked toward the clock instead.
"I could probably cover another milkshake if you'd wanted."
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