In Need of a Subject Sari tag Felipe, Open to any

[Sarissa Zouvelekis]

"You want to schedule lessons at the school. I am graduating just to have to come back. Be thankful you are cute and that accent is hard to resist or else I would say no. I swear you foreigners use your accent to get everything you want." Sari smiled. It just reminded her of Christophe's accent. Damn that french man and his french accent. Its what made her actually want to take french seriously. Now she had the chance. "Like I said just let me know when. I am very felixble for the right person." She winked. "As for thos foil, or what you said, I will need help clarifying those." She laughed.

Sari looked over the menu thinking about what she wanted when Felipe spoe to the waitress. "What did you say to her? I think just hearing the words I think is enough to wint people over. Be careful how you use them." She said smiling. Sari kept looking. "I am thinking what if we order for each other. You order something you think I would like and I will order something I think you will like." Sari suggested, "Of course that's assuming you are daring enough." She teased.

Sari waited for Felipe to order, "Tick tock...you get to order first." Sari waited about five minutes before she motioned for the waitress and smiled, "He's ready." She said.

The waitress smiled, "What will it be sugar?"

Felipe shot Sari a look and she shrugged. "What do you think I would like?" She asked. Sari couldn't keep the smile from her face. She felt a bit bad for putting him on the spot, but it was just all in good fun. He didn't have to order for her, but she was curious if he would.

[felipe]

Felipe threw Sari a mock scowl when she did her clock impression. "Already I am under enough pressure!" he protested on a laugh and he returned to the menu card... What would she like? He'd only known her for ten minutes. Maybe a little more... Not long enough to know what she liked to eat.

He thought back over all she'd told him. She was locally born but loved Native Americans... and other cultures... She wanted to try fencing as well as sailing. And she had a friend who was male - and French - who she claimed was nothing more than that to him. Oh, and she clearly liked foreign accents. And flirting.

Nowhere even close to enough to go on!

"What will it be sugar?"


Rabbit trapped in headlights came very much to mind right about now and he threw Sari another glare.

She shrugged. "What do you think I would like?"


Felipe muttered. "I know what I'd like to give you right this moment." Her laugh didn't help one damned bit.

She looked to him as if she cared for her figure so he dismissed the stack of pancakes idea. They weren't eating here so no omelet. Not huevos rancheros. That would sit heavily.

"This is hard!"

She simply lifted an eyebrow.

"Cinnamon bagel with honey," he stated. "And a coffee... black, no sugar. Both to go," he told the waitress.

Felipe glanced at Sarissa. If she didn't like her coffee that way then he'd just have hers.

"Your turn," he said with a smug grin

[Sarissa Zouvelekis]

"Hard...oh really. Just how hard is it?" She asked making a quick glance down wondering if he could get her double meaning. She was flirting nothing to be alarmed about, but he did open the door and walk right into her asking. She just smiled. "Good choice. You work well under pressure. I would like to know what else you can do when underneath." Sari smirked and laughed to show she was joking. "I will even take the coffee black." She would only put sugar and cream if she needed an extra pick me up.

"My turn." She mouthed the words rather then speak them as she eyed the menu. "Mine is easy, since you are new to the country, even if you have been here a few months, there is only one thing you have to try. Pigs in a blanket." She suggested, "With hasbrowns and hot tea to go." Sari had planned to order that for him since she knew he was new. It was the perfect way to welcome him to America. "You can thank me after you eat." Her tone playful and joking. She reallty did think he would like it.

Their food was ready shortly. "My treat. We still have fifteen minutes before the bell if you want to eat here." she suggested a nice round booth in the corner as she slid in and opened her bag. "Well...how is the food? It tastes better then the name of it." She told him. "It's a breakfast classic. Besides pancakes of course. But pigs in a blanket was more fun to say, plus the look on your face. Someone should warn you about being my friend." She joked.

[felipe]

Felipe threw Sari a quizzical glance at the 'hard' and 'underneath' comments. "You have a dirty mind," he pointed out with a grin.

He sat back and watched her order... "What in all hell is *that*?" he asked. Pigs in a *what*? Blanket? Was she insane? No way was he going to eat material. Hash browns he understood. Tea... perfect. But a blanket? A pigs? Not even pork. It sounded beyond weird to him.

His face cleared when their food arrived (Sarissa 'helpfully' refusing to clarify what the dish really was!) and he looked at the pastry encased sausages. Thank god... No blanket was involved!

"It looks good!" he said in surprise and he threw her a smile when she said shwe would pay. "Next time I will get it," he stated firmly. And there would be a next time - of that he felt sure!

Felipe laughed at her final words. "When I am next accosted at my locker and asked to pose for an art project I will insist on a full character check before I agree," he replied and the pair were still laughing as they crossed the road once more...

(wrapped? maybe? a fun thread! Thanks Karen )