|| Prejudice | Private Rp with ShadeStar||

"I think we have everything, but you make a good point," Alexa nodded a little before making her way towards the check-out area, "You're paying right?"

"Of course I am. I wouldn't be a gentleman if I made you pay." Arsen followed her, basket on his arm. He paid with the card he had gotten that had made sure his account couldn't be traced, and then started out the door.

"I think there are a few more requirements to be a gentleman," Alexa snorted slightly at his comment, she couldn't exactly pay anyway as she didn't have a card that couldn't be traced like him. All she had was a bit of a cash. She stepped out the door slightly after him, "Anything else we need to do while we're out?"

Arsen glanced at her and grinned. "I know. I am, after all, the very picture of a gentleman." He shook his head and motioned to the car in the parking lot where they had parked. "Do you want coffee or something? Something fancy to drink before you're stuck with the homemade stuff?"

"Hey, that homemade stuff is just fine," Alexa was quick to retort a grin still on her face. She did end up shrugging though as she went to open up the backseat to put the groceries in, "I honestly don't care, if you want some of the fancy stuff, be my guest."

"No it's not. It's almost bad as the stuff at Starbucks," Arsen argued, sliding into the driver's side and pulling his keys from his pocket, starting the car. "Are you a monster?"

"No, I've just never had the money to splurge on something like fancy coffee," Alexa reminded him with a little tease in her voice. Though her words were entirely sincere as she entered the passenger side.

Arsen gasped, a hand to his chest. "Please," he said, in a mock-offended voice, "I don't splurge my money. I spend it wisely. And today's wise spending is groceries and some good coffee for my new politeness-teacher." He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

Alexa barked out a laugh at his last comment. She couldn't help herself okay? She glanced over at him a stupid grin on her face, "Politeness-teacher? Really? But fine, spend some of your money on educating me about the 'superior coffee."

"Yes, teacher. Is that my first homework assignment?" Arsen pitched his voice high up, making himself sound as much like a child as he could - although, with his fairly deep voice, it just sounded like a massive voice crack.

"If you want it to be," Alexa shrugged ceasing her laughter as she tried to imitate one of her teachers from Tanama. She still had to stifle a laugh at his voice cracky speaking tone.

"That… was really freaky," Arsen commented at her tone. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and grinned at her suppressed laughter. "That voice you just did, I mean. Don't ever scare me like that again."

Alexa finally let her laughter loose before letting her smile turn sly. She leaned closer to him ever so slightly before repeating her imitation, "What voice? This one? Why do you have no respect for your teacher Arsen?"

"Gah!" Arsen leaned away as much as he could, faking terror. "I don't have any respect for my teacher because she's a monster!"

Alexa leaned back in her seat as she laughed at his last comment. She curled up a little because she was laughing so much, "What did your teachers do you Arsen?"

"They terrified me!" Arsen protested, feeling slightly offended but also incredibly amused by her reaction. "Do you know how scary it is to see your teacher in public when you're with your parents, and then they come over and talk about all of your failures? It's terrifying! And their weird deep voices and overly smiley faces…"

Alexa only laughed harder as he continued on. She had lost control of her laughter at this point and couldn't respond to Arsen at all.

"Oh no. I broke her." His voice was completely deadpan, different from the defensive tone he had held only moments before. "What am I going to do now?"

Alexa continued laughing though she began to calm down. She snickered out a little response, "It takes a bit more than that to break me."

"Are you sure about that?" Arsen asked, one eyebrow raised, a grin on his face. "I don't think it will take a bit more. You looked like you were dead back there."

"I'm sure. A fit of laughter won't take me down," Alexa responded still laughing slightly, "Just make me a bit out of breath."

"I'm going to put that on your tombstone," Arsen told her, pulling into the drive thru. "Here lies Alexa Law. She thought laughter couldn't kill her, and now here she is."

"I don't think it works like that," Alexa laughed again though she was quieting down. This was due to the fact she knew Arsen needed to order.

"I think it does." He pulled up the the speaker and glanced at her. "Any favorite flavorings you like to use? Or shall I order for you?"

"You can just order for me, I'm not picky," Alexa responded quickly. She stuck her tongue out when he glanced over just because.

"Yes ma'am," Arsen responded with a grin, responding to her face with a gesture that relied heavily on a certain finger. He ordered her coffee and drove to the window to pick it up.

Alexa didn't know if he ordered himself coffee or just her. If it was just her she would feel bad, but she didn't say anything in fear of looking stupid, "Don't call me ma'am, sir."

"Why not, ma'am?" Arsen shot back. He handed her one of the coffees he had bought and stuck the other one in the cupholder before starting to drive to the hotel.

"Makes me feel old," Alexa shuddered slightly as she took the coffee. She hesitated a moment before taking a sip enjoying the warm flavors that now bathed her tongue. Her eyes widened a little, "This ain't half bad."

"It isn't," Arsen agreed smugly. "Now, is it better or worse than your disgusting paper homemade sludge that you call coffee?"