Canon is Ristorante Paradiso!

[corkscrew]

[GiGi silently takes a sip of his wine, blinks, and examines the glass. Of all the muns in the world he ends up with the one who'd have him drink a Cabernet that was first opened three months ago.]

You have high expectations.

[Of him? Of him in a sexy setting? Of the wine aging process? Who knows. He'll just leave it at that.]

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[bookpunching]

My mundane did not think that she would find someone where my "played-by" came from. [ Grimoire Weiss clears his throat a little, awkward.]

[corkscrew]

[Well, this is strange. This person certainly looks like Luciano, but there is something very different about him. Is it in the eyes? Strange!]

Everyone needs a face.

[bookpunching]

So they do.

You seem to be taking this well.

[corkscrew]

[He glances at the wine glass in his hand again and sniffs it.]

It's not that bad.

[bookpunching]

I suppose...

You're a man of few words, mmm?

[corkscrew]

[Have a mute nod, Weiss.]

[bookpunching]

Somehow, I'm a little worried if you will be all right.

[corkscrew]

It will not be so different from my current situation once I find employment.

[Whoa, was that an entire sentence?]

[1/2]

[bookpunching]

[bookpunching]

I suppose that is very true.

Yes, yes, familiarity and all that.

[corkscrew]

You see then. Worrying is unnecessary.

[This person looks so much like Luciano - he can't help but attempt some words of comfort.]

[bookpunching]

So you say.

Well, I do wish you the best of luck.

[corkscrew]

[Another - rather grave - nod.]

Thank you.

[bookpunching]

And I suppose for the record, I should let you know that you are this one's second favorite character. It seems as though it would be a shame to leave without saying that much. [ Tsunning it up at having to say such a thing. Bah. ]

1/2

[corkscrew]

[corkscrew]

Second?

[bookpunching]

Troubling, isn't it? Should have said first, right? [ Sighing loudly. ]

[corkscrew]

[Well, it's still an unexpected compliment. He inclines his head, and in his most neutral of neutral tones (which is pretty neutral!) inquires:]

Luciano is first?

[bookpunching]

Hardly surprising, mmn?

I'm not sure how I feel about it.

[corkscrew]

[Losing to Luciano is not that bad, really.]

It's a compliment. Your mun wants you to look like a gentleman.

[bookpunching]

I suppose...

[ Though, slightly embarrassing to have it worded like that. ]

You all seem like fine gentleman, anyway...

[corkscrew]

It is our job. [After all, he could've worked at any ristorante as a sommelier, but to work at Casetta dell'Orso, one has to be a gentleman first.] Customers appreciate it.

[bookpunching]

I'm sure muns appreciate it, too.

Otherwise you also would not be picked up, mmn?

[corkscrew]

Hmm.

[Here the mun vehemently protests! She has always wanted to add a sommelier to her roster, and besides, she strongly feels tha-]

A glasses fetish is common these days.

[bookpunching]

[ He adjusts his glasses, then. ]

So it would seem.

Ah, there are worst loves than a gentleman in glasses.

[corkscrew]

You are speaking from experience?

[bookpunching]

Unfortunately.

Be grateful if you have never come across such things...

[poisonbeauty]

They all do and yet they should have higher expectations of themselves, rather than of others.

[mostly bland, but perhaps vaguely miffed as well.]

[corkscrew]

[A vaguely quizzical look. Well, it's more of a blank look, really. But the intention to emote is there.]

High expectations can cause disappointment.

[poisonbeauty]

Exactly the point. [he's most displeased at the mere idea of ending up at that place--] Though everyone should expect the best of themself and strive for it.

[corkscrew]

[So attempted self-betterment precludes disappointment? Well, who is he to argue with that kind of optimism?]

Everyone tries.

[poisonbeauty]

[for someone like him, definitely. but he's... a bit of a special case.]

They should, at any rate. [he knows he just said that, but can't hurt to repeat that bit.] Are you worried her expectations of you [assuming this is what the man meant--] will be more than you can handle, sir?

[corkscrew]

That is not the case.

[Sorry, Alba. He's not... the greatest conversationalist. And will continue to stare at you blankly.]

[poisonbeauty]

[neither is Alba, actually. not really the most talkative people these two.]

Then you're in luck, I hope you fare well wherever you are headed.

[corkscrew]

If she does not end up disappointed, it should be fine.

[calcoolating]

Most do.

[ of course, he never fails to live up to his primate girl's expectations!! ]

[corkscrew]

You too, then.

[It's hardly even a question.]

[calcoolating]

Occasionally.

[ a bit pessimistic, actually. ]