katherine pierce (![]() ![]() @ 2014-01-25 05:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | damon salvatore, katherine pierce |
Who: Katherine Pierce and Damon Salvatore
Where: Rose City Food Park
When: Saturday
What: Plottiness with foods, and interesting results.
Status: Closed/On-going
Warnings: Probably a lot of bitching and bad language
One of the bonuses about being the boss of Bar Fly was that Katherine wrote up the rotas, which allowed her to give herself the weekend off, for a change. After all they'd been through over the last couple of weeks she and Damon needed a little time that was just for them and she'd found the perfect place to take him for a day out. If she was honest it was more for her benefit that they were heading to the food park but the company was definitely appreciated. It hadn't even taken much persuasion, which had surprised her, but that only added to Katherine's good mood; the awesome car Damon had compelled didn't hurt either! "We should always travel like this," she told him with a grin as Kat pushed a button, the top deftly rolling back and her hair blowing in the breeze. "I could certainly get used to this, which begs a pretty important question," she looked over at Damon and grinned, "when are you going to compel me my own wheels? I mean, it's not like I can do it myself these days and I'm sure Portland at night is a dangerous place, especially with all these vampires around!" Katherine chuckled to herself, fairly sure Damon would tell her to go to hell before he stole another car. It didn't hurt that they were back to teasing, though. "Oooh, there!" she spotted the Food Park a little way down the street and almost lost her footing as she tried to stand up to get a better look. "Oh my god, I think I've found heaven!" She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of spices and herbs that set her mouth watering. "I knew this place was going to be awesome, and you get to make fat jokes all day. Fun for all the family," Katherine slipped back into her seat and gave Damon a quick peck on the cheek. "So, what shall we try first? Eastern European or North African?" She would probably end up trying everything, at least that was her plan! |