[Elliot was never one for the gacha life. Honestly most phone games tended to bore him after a week. Why play games when you could play music? So all this? Looks like extremely complicated witchcraft. He had no idea these games took THIS much thought]
Wow he is...really serious about this.
[He even handed over a $20!! Broke lil Crow giving them a whole twenty dollars! He looks over at Rean in almost amazement. Is this...is this normal of your boyfriend? Give him a sign]
...You. You wrote down stats. For gacha pulls. ...Crow, oh my god.
[He reaches up to run a hand back through his hair, then sighs.]
I swear, the things you invest effort into...
[He seems a little surprised by the Entire Twenty Dollars, too, but ah, well. It can't cost $20 to get McDonalds, right? They'll just give him back the change, no harm, no foul.]
Ah... no need. I'll just go up with you. Crow, try not to descend full on into madness for the five minutes we're gone?
Look, it's better if we know the odds for this thing. It's 40% preparation, 50% luck, 10% determination and 5% perspiration.
[That's 105%, Crow.
Honestly, that was Crow's mentality too. McDonald's doesn't cost 20 dollars, but it's better than going up and counting coins when they could be working to pull for the hunnies.]
I'll behave. Get me a Filet-o-fish meal and a small shake?
All these percentages and you can't do simple math...?
[SIGH. Oh, well. He heads off with Elliot, just ordering himself a burger and a Coke. Like a good doormat, he helps Elliot carry all the food back to their seats.]
But Crow's beaming when they come back, his smile lighting up the table as he goes to help shuffle that tray into the middle between them.]
Thaaaaaaank you~! [It's easy to see which meal is his, separating it from the rest and opening it up and off to the side.
As for the shake, he'll just remove the top of it and bring that medium fry towards the center, taking one and dipping it into the shake before inserting it into his mouth.]
Alright, I'll let you two get settled and fed. Need you at the top of your game, after all.
[At the question, Crow turns the fries towards the center of the table.]
Of course. These were meant to be shared.
[He'll even put his shake in the center, for Elliot's convenience. With eyes half-lidded, he turns to Rean, smiling and playfully flicking a ketchup packet in his direction.]
Don't be too adventurous. Might hurt yourself. I'll give you something spicy alrigh-
[Yeah, Crow isn't going to get too far with that thought before Rean plucks up the ketchup packet Crow flicked at him and tosses it directly at his stupid face.
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Wow he is...really serious about this.
[He even handed over a $20!! Broke lil Crow giving them a whole twenty dollars! He looks over at Rean in almost amazement. Is this...is this normal of your boyfriend? Give him a sign]
Uh, okay. What do you want Rean?
[Or your order. whatever]
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[He reaches up to run a hand back through his hair, then sighs.]
I swear, the things you invest effort into...
[He seems a little surprised by the Entire Twenty Dollars, too, but ah, well. It can't cost $20 to get McDonalds, right? They'll just give him back the change, no harm, no foul.]
Ah... no need. I'll just go up with you. Crow, try not to descend full on into madness for the five minutes we're gone?
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[That's 105%, Crow.
Honestly, that was Crow's mentality too. McDonald's doesn't cost 20 dollars, but it's better than going up and counting coins when they could be working to pull for the hunnies.]
I'll behave. Get me a Filet-o-fish meal and a small shake?
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Haha...o-okay! Be right back.
[he's just...gonna head to the counter and order himself a parfait along with Crow's food]
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[SIGH. Oh, well. He heads off with Elliot, just ordering himself a burger and a Coke. Like a good doormat, he helps Elliot carry all the food back to their seats.]
Lesser fish burger delivery~.
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There's a difference.
But Crow's beaming when they come back, his smile lighting up the table as he goes to help shuffle that tray into the middle between them.]
Thaaaaaaank you~! [It's easy to see which meal is his, separating it from the rest and opening it up and off to the side.
As for the shake, he'll just remove the top of it and bring that medium fry towards the center, taking one and dipping it into the shake before inserting it into his mouth.]
Alright, I'll let you two get settled and fed. Need you at the top of your game, after all.
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Lesser fish burger?
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[Crow, you monster. Rean will just plop himself down as well, and pluck up his wrapped burger.
As to Elliot's question, he'll answer while he's unwrapping it:]
Oh, remember the "current experiment" he mentioned in the chat? He's been making a burger using whitefish instead of beef... it's really good.
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[It's hard to see, but Crow's cheeks flush a little bit from Rean's compliment.]
You flatter me. There's still something missing from it to really make it stand out...but I'm trying to figure out exactly what.
Something no one else would even think of.
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[he was wondering if it was more with gatorade, but this is a pleasant surprise]
Not sure what that something would be...maybe a secret sauce? That's a popular way to spice up a burger isn't it?
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[Rejected.]
Oh... that could work! I don't know exactly what kind of flavors it could use, but..
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[betrayal!]
A sauce, huh...that might just work. [You can practically see the gears turning in his head.]
Swapping out the tartar sauce for something a little more...adventurous maybe.
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[Time to settle the milkshake fry debate before it tears them apart]
Yeah! Maybe something that gives a surprise kick? A flavor you don't expect when you bite into a whitefish.
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[Flawless logic! But he won't stop Elliot from asking for a taste.]
Yeah. Maybe something a little spicy?
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Of course. These were meant to be shared.
[He'll even put his shake in the center, for Elliot's convenience. With eyes half-lidded, he turns to Rean, smiling and playfully flicking a ketchup packet in his direction.]
Don't be too adventurous. Might hurt yourself. I'll give you something spicy alrigh-
[He means--]
Not a bad idea, though...
Hm. I think I know just the thing.
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[He reaches over and grabs a fry, dipping it in the milkshake and then considering]
Mm, not bad!
[Nom nom nom]
Oh yeah? Figured something out?
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And to Elliot, he just pouts slightly.]
Betrayal.