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[fiddlestick]

Elliot Craig

[Muffled violin music in the distance]

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Class VII Group Chat | 🌶️ | Gossip Chat

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[stripartist]

Oh? You'll have to tell me what you recommend. I'll be there about that time as well. See you soon.

[And sure enough, Yusuke is waiting at the restaurant about half an hour later. He's also sketching something on his phone but that's just Yusuke.]

[fiddlestick]

Sure! Though really I have yet to find something there that DOESN'T taste good. Seeya soon!

[And just like Elliot said, thirty minutes later he'll be pulling up at Wanmin's. After parking, he'll get out of the car and approach Yusuke]

Hey Yusuke!

[stripartist]

[He nods--he heard Elliot--and hurriedly finishes up his doodle before finally looking up with a smile.]

Hello. I took the liberty of requesting a table already, since there was a bit of a wait, but--

[And at that moment the host comes out to call for Yusuke.]

--never mind. Let's go, I'm starving.

[fiddlestick]

-- Oh! Good thinking. The lines here can get long-

[As they enter into the restaurant, the staff recognize Elliot. One of them immediately inquire about Rean and why Elliot isn't with HIM. Is he okay???]

Ah- Rean's fine! He's just got class, this is my coworker-

[Welp]

[stripartist]

[It takes Yusuke a minute to realize what's going on here.]

I didn't realize you and Rean came here all the time. Yusuke Kitagawa, I teach art at the same school Elliot teaches at.

[One of the staff, an older woman, takes one look at Yusuke when he says that mutters something about her daughter's stories about art class suddenly make so much more sense. Yusuke misses that, mostly since they're at their table now and he's more interesting in looking at the menu.]

[fiddlestick]

[ 💧 ]

Y-Yeah, we've come here so often just about the entire staff knows Rean... he really likes asian food.

[A weeb, a total weeb. Elliot will sit down and bury his nose in the menu too]

Anyway- you wanted to vent, right?

[stripartist]

You're close to that Jusis Albarea, right? In the Order?

[A beat.]

Will you be offended if I say I think I might hate the Order?

[fiddlestick]

Jusis? Yeah, we were close friends in a past life and have been getting to know each other in this life.

[But at that? He lets out a big sigh and a tired laugh]

Oh...not at all! The Black Order isn't my favorite group at all.

[stripartist]

I think I hate the Black Order.

[Ugh.]

Absolutely no consideration for anyone! Takame broke an arm and Vash's prosthetic was broken, but I'm the one paying for Takame's doctor visits and Vash is still armless!

[fiddlestick]

-- What?!

Oh no- no you are not paying those bills!

[stripartist]

Someone has to, and I refuse to see if Zodiac would since he's not from around here.

[fiddlestick]

I understand, but no. You're a teacher, Yusuke, you do not have the funds to cover the Black Order's mistake.

[He is pulling out his phone!]

I'm calling Jusis. Please order me some Crystal Shrimp and some rice buns for the table, okay?

[calling up Jusis now!!]

[noblerise]

[Jusis is working from home today, so he answers when he sees it's Elliot.]

Tag, Elliot.

[He got off the phone with his mom earlier, give him a break.]

[fiddlestick]

[-- Okay, so first of that, that's kinda cute. Yusuke will notice despite the conversation, Elliot breaks into a little smile]

Haha, Guten Tag, Jusis. [He says in his very American accent. He then clears his throat and gets to business]

So I'm at lunch with Takame's boyfriend, Yusuke. And according to him, Takame broke his arm during the whole- you know. But Yusuke's been the one paying the medical bills because Takame's not insured.

[stripartist]

[Oh he notices. Cuuuuuuute and also something to ask about later.]

[noblerise]

[Elliot's going to hear a soft, fond chuckle on Jusis' end. The accent is very American, but he appreciates the effort all the same.

However, he does get serious as his friend explains what's going on. Jusis is definitely frowning as he writes something down.]

Have him send the bills to my address. I'll take care of them without it negatively impacting their deductible. Also, if they require medication, have him send me the receipt and I'll reimburse him.

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot gives a soft sigh of relief. Of course Jusis would be right on top of handling it, just as Elliot expected]

Haha, alright. Thank you Jusis. You're the best. I'm gonna hand over the phone so you can exchange contact information, okay?

[He'll pull the phone away from his ear, holding it out to Yusuke to take. ]

Here. Jusis says he'll take care of it.

[stripartist]

What--

[AND HE HAS THE PHONE NOW OKAY]

Mister Albarea?

[noblerise]

Hello, Yusuke. My apologies, I hadn't realized your partner had suffered such injuries. If you have any medical bills from the hospital or receipts for his medication, please send them to me when you get them. I'll give you my email and phone number so that we can take care of it.

[He'll wait for Yusuke to be able to take down that information before giving his email address and number to him.]

[stripartist]

[Which he does, and then he gives Jusis his number and email as well, just in case.]

You really don't have to do this, Mister Albarea but...thank you.

[noblerise]

[Jusis writes it down since he's got a lot on his plate at the moment. Not that he doesn't stop having a lot on his plate, but you know.]

My conscience would never let me do otherwise. I only wish your partner a quick and painless recovery.

[stripartist]

Thank you. Ah, here, Elliot--

[Yusuke hands the phone back because he is bad at phone calls and ending them.]

[fiddlestick]

[He'll smile as he takes the phone back]

Hehe, thanks again Jusis. We still on for dinner later this week?

[noblerise]

[Jusis smiles.]

You're quite welcome, and yes we're still on for dinner. Tchüss, Elliot. I'll see you then.

[fiddlestick]

Ja mata ne!

[He hangs up the phone, only realizing-]

Ah- crap, that was Japanese! Gah- [Embarrassing! That's what you get for trying to learn two different languages to impress two different guys]

-- Oh well! At least that's solved now.