[The longer Pure Vanilla talks, the wider Vash's eyes seem to go. They're practically dinner plates by the time he finishes. He can't help the way he licks his lips, nor the way he glances toward the kitchen as if he might find a Jelly Pizza waiting there.]
We have to have it.
[Despite his otherwise comical expression, Vash seems gravely serious in this moment. He resists the urge to grip Pure Vanilla's hands, but only barely. Mostly, though, he's trying to commit each ingredient to memory, so he knows what to spend his shells on in the future.]
But, uh. No need to thank me! Just consider that Jelly Pizza an IOU, whenever you're ready for it.
[Witches, he's adorable! The enthusiasm for the jelly pizza makes Pure Vanilla laugh, a delighted noise he can't help. He's only ever known Cookies to get this excited about sweets. Blondie Cookie, indeed!]
A date it is, then! As soon as I have the pizza in hand, I will make my way back over post-haste! Have you ever had root beer? A good drink would be excellent to pair with it as well! And speaking of, do you have a kettle?
[Now that his ice cream is finished, it's time for him to repay the favor and make Vash a sweet bit of tea. There's not much there, he scrounged up enough shells for a few flavors, but enough Vash can try one or two. He'll tap the small bundle with a smile.]
["A date?" That gives Vash pause. He knows Wolfwood isn't there, but still, he doesn't want to give the wrong idea. In the same vein, he can't be sure that Pure Vanilla really meant anything by it. It's a common enough phrase, right?
Maybe he could afford to pull the enthusiasm back just a little? Better that he not mislead his newfound friend.]
Eheh... Yeah. Sounds like a plan! [He chews on his lip for a second.] I can't say I've ever had root beer. And no kettle, I'm afraid. Sort of asked for the bare minimum when I got this place.
[Pizza and root beer it is then. Pure Vanilla makes a mental note to ask the Trader about both items. Hopefully a deal can be made. And he doesn't notice Vash's pause to his words, as he meant them innocently.
He hums softly about no kettle, but doesn't seem deterred, tapping his bowl lightly with his finger as he thinks.]
Understandable, when I requested my own place, it came with only places to sleep. Do you have a saucepan? If not, please do not fret, we can try the teas at a later time!
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We have to have it.
[Despite his otherwise comical expression, Vash seems gravely serious in this moment. He resists the urge to grip Pure Vanilla's hands, but only barely. Mostly, though, he's trying to commit each ingredient to memory, so he knows what to spend his shells on in the future.]
But, uh. No need to thank me! Just consider that Jelly Pizza an IOU, whenever you're ready for it.
[Please. He needs it.]
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A date it is, then! As soon as I have the pizza in hand, I will make my way back over post-haste! Have you ever had root beer? A good drink would be excellent to pair with it as well! And speaking of, do you have a kettle?
[Now that his ice cream is finished, it's time for him to repay the favor and make Vash a sweet bit of tea. There's not much there, he scrounged up enough shells for a few flavors, but enough Vash can try one or two. He'll tap the small bundle with a smile.]
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Maybe he could afford to pull the enthusiasm back just a little? Better that he not mislead his newfound friend.]
Eheh... Yeah. Sounds like a plan! [He chews on his lip for a second.] I can't say I've ever had root beer. And no kettle, I'm afraid. Sort of asked for the bare minimum when I got this place.
[Something something, self-flagellation.]
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He hums softly about no kettle, but doesn't seem deterred, tapping his bowl lightly with his finger as he thinks.]
Understandable, when I requested my own place, it came with only places to sleep. Do you have a saucepan? If not, please do not fret, we can try the teas at a later time!