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Steve Rogers/Captain America ([info]kicksnaziass) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-05-25 18:31:00

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Who: Olivia and Steve
What: La cena en Mexico (Dinner in Mexico)
Where: Mexico!
When: Monday evening
Rating: PG-13



Mexico was warm, according to the weather Steve had looked up on it, so he stood in front of his closet contemplating what to wear to dinner. Part of him wanted to go more formal and appear to be a real gentlemen, but formal also meant warm clothes and that was, as Mexicans would say, no bueno. So he was leaning more toward shorts and a t-shirt, but upon looking he found his summer clothes to be in a rather sad mess. Resting a hand on his hip he frowned at his closet, displeased with what little it had to offer. It was becoming clear to him that a shopping trip was in order sometime in the near future.

For the moment, he'd had to suffer with a pair of khaki cargo shorts and a light blue polo shirt. Pulling those over his muscular body he pulled on a pair of sandals and then headed out to find the nearest portkey which landed him not far from Olivia's place. Easily jogging the short distance, since he had been feeling rather lazy as of late, he came to the door and paused, smoothing out his shirt. Finally he knocked and then waited, shifting his weight from foot to foot.



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[info]seeksthepattern
2009-06-09 12:51 am UTC (link)
"So does everyone, I think." She grinned a little more and lead the way toward the little mexican restaurant. Once inside, they were lead to a little table in the corner, and she did indeed order a margarita.

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[info]kicksnaziass
2009-06-11 07:43 pm UTC (link)
Steve waited until Olivia was seated before he took his own seat. Since neither of them had to drive anywhere he too indulged in a margarita and then picked up the menu, scanning over it thoughtfully.

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[info]seeksthepattern
2009-06-12 02:47 am UTC (link)
"Now here's the hard part, trying to figure out what to eat. Enchiladas maybe? But there's tacos. Or empanadas.. mmm empanadas," that was sounding pretty good to her. "What do you like when you get Mexican?"

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[info]kicksnaziass
2009-06-22 06:59 pm UTC (link)
"Enchiladas are actually one of my favorites." Steve replied with a little grin. "So I think I'll get an order. Feel free to order however much you want, by the way. You can take leftovers home, after all."

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[info]seeksthepattern
2009-06-23 03:24 am UTC (link)
"That's true. Left over mexican can be pretty good." Maybe she'd order empanadas and enchiladas. Yeah that was a hard one. The waitress brought them their margaritas, and then Olivia ordered what she wanted with a smile.

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