Meetings (rp with siryn_song)

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There was a reason Isaac didn't have many friends. It wasn't that he was opposed to it or hated people, it was a combination of things. He was forgetful by nature and due to certain unhealthy habits this trait only became more pronounced. It was easy for Isaac to lose track of time and before he knew it he hadn't left his loft in over a week. It

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When Theresa came in, the woman at the front directed her to the little table and set an extra menu down. Terry thanked her quickly, then turned her attention to Isaac.

"Nice to see you finally," she greeted, smiling widely. Yeah, he was even more gorgeous in person. Which really wasn't fair, when you think about it. Which she tried not to. She plopped down on the seat opposite him.

"Is that a Dr. Pepper?" she asked, amused that she was now able to distinguish between Dr. Pepper and other dark sodas. "You and my friend John would get along." she

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"Yeah, it's Dr. Pepper, how'd you know?" The niceties of introducing each other officially were completely lost on him as Theresa demonstrated an ability he had never seen before- being able to distinguish one brown soda from another without the label. "Can you do it with other ones too?"

A few moments after the question was out of his mouth, a waiter dropped the breadsticks in front of them. "I hope you don't mind," he said a little sheepishly. "I got here kinda early and ordered these, but don't worry! I didn't stake a claim on the pizza."

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Theresa waved a hand. "That's fine. As for the Dr. Pepper thing," she pointed at the top of his glass, "It's all about the bubbles. Regular colas, like Coke or Pepsi, tend to have clear bubbles. Root Beer is usually darker, and Dr. Pepper has a bit of a reddish tint to it. Although certain brands of Root Beer have that reddish tint too. I don't remember which ones though."

She smiled a little shyly, hoping it didn't look like she was showing off. "A friend of mine is in love with Dr. Pepper. He drinks it wherever we go. And if I get a dark soda too, the waiter will sometimes mix them up when he gives them out, so I started trying to figure out the differences." She shrugged.

OOC: Um, don't know why that first tag didn't finish. All that was left was 'said' though. *head tilt*

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Isaac didn't think she was showing off at all. Her shrug only made him grin and stare at the bubbles as if studying them. "I've never known someone who could do that before, that's really cool. I don't think I'm in love with it though, I'm an equal opportunity consumer of stuff that's bad for you."

The same waiter who had given them the breadsticks approached the table. He looked at Theresa first. "What would you like to drink?" he asked, and without waiting for her to answer immediately followed it with "Are you two ready to order?" At that Isaac turned his lips slightly downward and held out his palms, indicating that the decision wasn't his.

OOC: I figured that was all it was, no worries!

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He listened in earnest as she spoke, chewing thoughtfully and slowly since he didn't have anywhere else to be and didn't see the point of rushing. "I don't really care what you tell him. He's your friend, right? I haven't even known you for very long, I really don't think I have any business telling you what you should do with your friends." He paused his speech to pick up another slice of pizza and drop it onto his plate. "Though that does make me wonder how he'd flirt with me if he doesn't even know me at all

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"Oh he'll find a way. That's just what he does. But you definitely have business saying what I can tell my friends about you. That has to do with you."

She grabbed another slice herself and fixed him with a bit of a 'duh' look.

"Easygoing, huh? That's not very Scorpio. I mean, as far as I know. I'm a Cancer myself." She paused a moment, considering what he said in her mind, "Work doesn't really leave you a lot of time for friends then?" she asked. She wasn't sure if that was the truth or not, but it was an easy out if he wanted to take it, and she didn't really expect him to explain something that seemed quite personal after a half hour or so of knowing him. But he did make the offer. She bit her lip and nodded just a little bit. "Yeah, I want. You're fun."

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Again, he shrugged. "You can tell him, I really don't care. I'm kind of, um, a forgetful person. Clothes is one of the things I tend to forget. You're lucky I didn't show up naked."

"Well, I do get really passionate about certain things, like my art and stuff. I don't think you can be a good artist without caring about what you're creating. Otherwise I'm a pretty laid back person." He grinned. "Or like I said before, just forgetful."

He didn't answer her question about work, just nodded a little vaguely. "Great. You're fun too." A smile was then directed toward pepperoni number 31.

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Terry blushed, and tried to hide it by coughing a bit and taking a sip of her soda. "Yeah, clothes would be a bad thing to forget." She's so not picturing him naked.

"I'm fun," she said pushing her palm in the air in a lame attempt at a woot-woot gesture, her other hand holding a slice of pizza. "What do you usually do for fun?" she asked before taking another bite. They were really chowing down on this pizza. "Besides walking around naked."