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Viktor Krum (snitch_snatcher) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

She was very beautiful, he thought. The dress flattered her immensely. For a moment he felt that feeling, like when he was younger -- that nervousness, that she could see something in him, such an awkward person; that he didn't have the words to express things, or show it.

"Certainly, and if it is not, ve shall get you something else." It was a gamble, he supposed. Some people wouldn't like it. But it was a lot of what he'd grown up on, and he knew the owners, so that always helped as well. He led her inside, smiling at the hostess and exchanging a few easy words in Bulgarian and then English before they were seated.

"Not as often as one vould think, but it is one of my more favorite places," he said. "At least, vhen I am craving a piece of home and cannot make it myself." Or his mother was away, as she had been frequently lately. Amiri was a good cook, but some things you had to grow up learning. Hers was never quiiiiite like his mother's or the cooks' here.