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Post by Sarissa Zouvelekis on Sept 3, 2010 22:36:47 GMT -5
"I am not sure what we call it. I can cook, but I can't tell you any ingredients. " She joked. "But That sounds like one heck of a pizza.Iwill have to try it. How about a BBQ chicken with extra cheese, now that sounds good." Sarissa reached into her tiny purse and pulled out somemoney. "And I eat a lot so I can eat a small by myself. Not sure about you?" She asked. "But perhaps we can trade hlaf out pizzas. I have to try this one you have toldme about. I have never heard someone who actually ordered goat cheese." She smirked.
"I can wait here. I won't run away." She joked as she shifted in the seat and winced cause she hurt her knee. Damn it. She had a feeling she would have a hard next few days.She did not care to use crutches, but she was beginning to realize that she might need them seeing as though her knee still hurt and she could barely put pressure on it.
Even if she was going to prom she would not be going now. Sari checked her phone for messages and texted her mother about her car so she would not worry and waited for Christophe to return. She could not believe this guy was not taken, he was so great. She saw him coming back and pocketed her phone.
"Smells good." She sat up and took the boxes from him. " I am so hungry." She commented as she smelled the pizza.Yum. "Iwill probably eat once I get home. Still wanna trade half for half?"
Tag for wrap? This has been an awesome thread
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Post by christophe on Sept 4, 2010 3:48:02 GMT -5
Christophe threw her a smile as he slid in behind the wheel. He handed Sarissa two carboard cartons. Her barbecued chicken one and his alla roiese. A further smaller carton was dropped on top. "Dessert," he told her and he handed her back the money she'd given him. "My treat," he stated firmly.
"Oh definitely trade you," he replied with a laugh and he started the car, heading for her home...
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He decided to eat his pizza at Sarissa's house and the pair currently sat outside at the rear of her house.
"Soo... what's in the bag?" she asked and Christophe drew it close, opening it slowly.
"Suspense is killing you, eh?" he teased with a wink. He pulled out two small clear plastic clamshell boxes and passed one to her. "Torta cioccolato," he said. "Chocolate tart." Made with espresso and chocolate mouse in a pastry case, topped with raspberry coulis and fresh cream. "Heaven right here on earth," he added.
Today had turned out in a most unexpected way but... while he hated the thought of Sarissa getting hurt he wouldn't honestly change it for the world.
(wrapped - thanks Karen - fun indeed!)
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