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(What type of restaurant is this? Can we say that Phoebe took them to a Greek restaurant to slow Elide a bit of her culture?)
(What type of restaurant is this? Can we say that Phoebe took them to a Greek restaurant to slow Elide a bit of her culture?)
(Sure, that sounds cool)
Phoebe didn’t even have to glance down at the menu. “Probably a lamb gyro. Have you ever been to a Greek restaurant before?”
Elide bit her lip and shook her head, "No, I haven't actually," She picked up the menu, "Any recommendations?"
“If you want to stick to the basics id get souvlaki or a gyros— which is like bits of souvlaki and tomato and lettuce and tzatziki wrapped up in pita bread. Like a Greek burrito. Or you could get roasted peppers stuffed with rice and meat, or we could share a seafood platter, or we could get mousaka, which is basically Greek lasagna.”
"Woah, slow down. That's already a lot," Elide thought for a moment, "The gyros sounds nice… or the mousaka…"
“Sorry!” Phoebe laughed. “I talk too much, I know.”
Elide shook her head with a smile, "It's fine, I don't mind you talking but you talk too quickly for me to keep up!"
Phoebe shrugged bashfully. “Sorry.”
A waitress came up to them. “Have you girls decided on an order?”
"Uh…" Elide bit her lip and looked to Phoebe, "I can't choose, surprise me Phoebe."
Phoebe grinned, turning back to the waitress and ordering in fluent Greek so that Elide wouldn’t understand. The waitress nodded with a smile and left the two of them alone again.
"Maybe this was a bad idea. Now I'm nervous…" Even though she was nervous, Elide was still smiling and giddy with happiness.
Phoebe’s face fell, her anxious mind misinterpreting Elide’s words. “O-Oh. Okay. I- I can leave if you want.”
"No, not about the date stupid, you're not leaving this booth without me, about the food thing!" Elide explained, nudging Phoebe with her elbow and pressing a kiss to her cheek.
Phoebe almost melted with relief. “Oh thank god.” She smiled weakly, pressing closer to Elide’s side.
Elide smiled up at Phoebe, "I wouldn't dream of leaving you or regretting this date."
Phoebe leaned her head on Elide’s shoulder, beaming. “I’m glad… you really had me scared for a second there.”
"Maybe you should stop thinking the worst then." Elide let out a giggle.
Phoebe smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. I’ll try my best to be optimistic from now on.”
"Mhm, at least try for me, that's all I ask." Elide gently ran her hand through Phoebe's hair.
"I– That– I don't think that'll be very difficult." She wet her dry lips, slipping an arm around her– friend?? crush??
“Good,” Elide smiled at Phoebe before leaning into her a little.
Phoebe gladly accepted Elide's closeness, running her fingers lightly up and down her side. "Food should be here soon.."
“Cools because I’m hungry for once.” Elide said, feeling like she could fall asleep in Phoebe’s arms.
The waitress came back with three plates heaped with food, setting them down on the table. "I've got a lamb gyros…"
"Over here," Phoebe said with a smile.
"Then, the moussaka is for the other young lade? Great. And here are your greek fries."
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