Melinda Bobbin (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _melinda_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
“Gorgeous!” Melinda grinned right back, because really? Cho could wear a bin liner and still look amazing… and she wasn’t wearing one tonight. Waving her hand, she tried to get her friend to stop apologizing and just sit down and take breath. After all, it was only a couple of minutes and it could hardly be considered being late. Still, the apologies didn’t end until Cho had finally sat down and ordered her drink.
Mirroring Cho, Melinda took a sip from her own drink. “No need for hexing,” she assured her, setting her drink back down. “He’s not a bad guy or even bad looking, and it actually was a pretty good first date if you don’t look past the main course. The entre was delicious, I tell you, just like the fish, though I thought I’d choked on a fishbone when he- when he-.” Melinda paused, her lips pursed as she was still trying to figure out what really had happened last night. “He just- Who in their right mind talks marriage on a first date with someone they’ve only met once, and then follows it up with the reason for it making sense is that we could save a bundle if I made the wedding cake myself?!”