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Oliver Bloody Wood (oliverwoodwould) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

If anything, Oliver was glad that his first move, back on the night of her birthday party, when he had decided to kiss her only at the top of the London Eye and that they should go slow and get to know each other then had been a good suggestion. It made her more real, more interesting, and he craved to know more about her.

"I've been told that," he said confidently as he followed her like a dutiful puppy. "Well, all the same, I suppose whatever you have to substitute for paper bags would do just nicely." He left out that he wouldn't mind smearing ganache any where she liked. That would be a conversation for later, after they were better acquainted after all. He nodded to her suggestion and flipped through the menu, writing down an order for pad thai, yellow curry shrimp and chicken pra ram. And spring rolls. He was hungry. It was a quick jaunt to that roof he liked so much and their food was ordered. He'd put an extra couple sickles in there to see that it came faster, and headed down to see if Melinda was ready.

"I'm going to steal your roof," he called to her, making himself comfy on her sofa. "Just so you know."