[just because is the living embodiment of a bad boy doesn't mean that robbie is lacking in manners. one look at her side of the car makes it abundantly clear that she won't be able to exit. hence the offered hand. if it happens to mean that he gets to thread their fingers together as they enter, well, that's just icing on the cake.
their wait for a table is thankfully brief, and they make their way past colorful oilcloth covered tables and jalapeno shaped sting lights to a table not too far from the bar. the server heads off after a quick affirmation from his end to put in their drink order.
she comes back right after that with a huge basket of chips and a cup of salsa for them to share. he grabs a chip, scoops a healthy amount of salsa on it and nods in approval as the spice hits his tongue.]
Reminds me a little of home. Surprised there's no picture of the Virgin though.
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their wait for a table is thankfully brief, and they make their way past colorful oilcloth covered tables and jalapeno shaped sting lights to a table not too far from the bar. the server heads off after a quick affirmation from his end to put in their drink order.
she comes back right after that with a huge basket of chips and a cup of salsa for them to share. he grabs a chip, scoops a healthy amount of salsa on it and nods in approval as the spice hits his tongue.]
Reminds me a little of home. Surprised there's no picture of the Virgin though.