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Melinda Bobbin (_melinda_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

The rest of the day had passed by as if in a bit of a blur and yet it seemed as if it had taken forever before she could close up Sweet Nothings and get everything cleaned up. Finally it had been time for Melinda to head upstairs, and though she was eager to get going, she had taken her time getting ready. At 7:30 pm sharp, she went downstairs, dressed in a dress that would be fitting for just about any place they could go, be it Muggle or Magic. At first, Viktor’s kiss to her hand had made her pause, just for a moment, but then her smile had been accompanied by a faint blush in her cheeks and a sense of relief that apparently she hadn’t been reading too much into this.

She had slipped her hand into the crook of his elbow as they walked down the street towards the restaurant in an area that she didn’t recognize. “Other than banitsa, I don’t think I’ve ever had Bulgarian food,” Melinda smiled up at him, “so I don’t know if it’s to my taste. Why don’t we find out?” By no means was Melinda a picky eater and she had always loved trying new foods, especially savoury foods, since they were still a bit of a wonder to her. Besides, Viktor obviously liked this place, and that was about the best recommendation she could get.

Following him inside, she waited until they were seated before she looked to him. “I’m glad you could make it on such short notice. You come here often?”