Oriana Krause (discarnated) wrote in anewhavenrpg, |
Blue eyes grew wide, eyebrows disappearing beneath her bangs as he did an impression that was so out of the blue she was pretty sure other tables had noticed them. Her hand became a bit of a shield, covering her nose as well as she tried not to laugh at how outlandish the whole thing was. "Christ on a cracker. What the fuck, man." She still couldn't help but laugh, eventually covering her eyes so she was just laughing in her seat without being able to look at him.
"Is that the secret?" She asked, finally pulling her hand away from her face to rest it on the egde of the table. "I'll have to keep that in mind for future panty shopping trips." Not that she bought anything that had enough fabric to even have a dragon on it.
The waitress saved Aaron any further embarrassment by showing up with their orders. When the plate of pancakes and ice cream was set down in front of Ori, she did a little head bob. "Motherfuckin' pancakes with motherfuckin' ice cream." She mumbled to herself in a sing-song voice while she snatched up her fork.