Aww, how are you going to do that? Haha, we'll see!
[Oh buddy. There are so many ways. You are opening this can of worms.
The restaurant is nice. Ritzy-looking, even if it doesn't advertise itself as such. It's a hotspot for dates and business meetings and birthday dinners, and Ain wonders if maybe they can slot themselves into the last two somehow instead of obviously being two guys on a date. Of course, Wolfwood is wearing his mafia jacket, which means they won't get harassed, so maybe the secret fourth option is "the mafia wanted seafood", which isn't as strange as that string of words makes it sound. It's getting dark out, and the patio is lit up with all sorts of string lights stretching from there to the lake, where multiple people are walking around it in the distance. Lots of lakes in these parts. It's nice. That means there will be more ducks to feed later.
Ain swings himself out of the truck and onto the ground, shoes hitting the asphalt with an audible sound. The door gets shut behind him, and as he moves to the front of the vehicle and walks the short distance to the entrance, he asks,]
Why do you go by your last name anyhow? Is it a business thing? Or you don't like your first name?
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[Oh buddy. There are so many ways. You are opening this can of worms.
The restaurant is nice. Ritzy-looking, even if it doesn't advertise itself as such. It's a hotspot for dates and business meetings and birthday dinners, and Ain wonders if maybe they can slot themselves into the last two somehow instead of obviously being two guys on a date. Of course, Wolfwood is wearing his mafia jacket, which means they won't get harassed, so maybe the secret fourth option is "the mafia wanted seafood", which isn't as strange as that string of words makes it sound. It's getting dark out, and the patio is lit up with all sorts of string lights stretching from there to the lake, where multiple people are walking around it in the distance. Lots of lakes in these parts. It's nice. That means there will be more ducks to feed later.
Ain swings himself out of the truck and onto the ground, shoes hitting the asphalt with an audible sound. The door gets shut behind him, and as he moves to the front of the vehicle and walks the short distance to the entrance, he asks,]
Why do you go by your last name anyhow? Is it a business thing? Or you don't like your first name?