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Richard Sanders (Jr.) (figliodelpadre) wrote in prideview_nyc,
@ 2008-10-27 23:40:00

Who: Elle and Richard
What: Coffee and friendly chatting. It's what Richard does best.
When: Monday evening
Where: Undetermined coffee shop #1
Rating: PG for now

Richard knew that in this day and age, from what he had seen on the streets and read in 'magazines' that he had seen being sold on the corner by the hotel ... asking a woman to coffee was not unheard of. That didn't mean that he was particularly used to doing so, however, or that it didn't make him nervous.

But the girl had seemed nice enough and his curiosity about her 'talent' was far too great to ignore. He tugged on the collar of his jacket absently and glanced about, waiting for who he assumed was the girl he was waiting for.

Oh, for God's sake. Had he forgotten to give his name -- surely she wasn't going to come at all. How improper could he get, honestly?

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figliodelpadre
2008-10-28 05:52 pm UTC (link)

"Richard...is just fine. It is a pleasure to meet you, Elle." His father had told him that he was going to regret this, but she seemed like a perfectly nice (and very pretty) girl. Adam was routinely someone whose opinion he didn't trust, anyway.

He smiled just a little and then glanced out the door. "Truly I do not know where we might go for coffee, but I am sure that there must be many cafes around here." He'd seen several, at least.

	figliodelpadre 2008-10-28 06:32 pm UTC (link)
	"Perhaps ... left." He wasn't sure why he'd picked that direction other than the fact that 'Starbucks' seemed more familiar from the left than the right. Richard offered Elle his arm so that they could walk to the door and head outside. Honestly, he was perfectly fine with remaining oblivious to Elle's sanity deficiency. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	conductive 2008-10-28 06:36 pm UTC (link)
	Her eyebrow raised up a bit at his arm offer but she took it anyway. She guessed he was a gentleman. How quaint. She hadn't run into many of those before. She put her arm through his and headed outside without a word. Once outside, she headed towards the left down the sidewalk. "So what is it that you do? I mean if you do anything.." she laughed just slightly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	figliodelpadre 2008-10-28 06:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Well, admittedly before I was here ... I was but a foot soldier. I have been working at a book store not too far from the hotel now, though." Because there wasn't much work for a foot soldier. Elle would be right in assuming that he was a gentleman -- probably one of the truly old-fashioned ones that she would never expect in a place like New York. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	figliodelpadre 2008-10-28 07:09 pm UTC (link)
	He smiled faintly. "It is not so bad. People are very nice and I for the most part organize and clean the shelves." In other words, he didn't have to deal with people all that often -- that was the cashier's job, he supposed. "A young woman such as yourself should not have to work, at any rate. Surely you must have many suitors." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)