Wanting to do a o/o with my new character// Closed, but lurk if you so wish

"Yeah, it is." He smiled again, rubbing his chin lightly. One thing Eli wasn't was subtle.

Manon pulled into the parking lot of a small diner, with a bright neon sign above that simply read 'good eats'.

"Y'know," he said, craning his neck to see the sign. "I already like this place."

She laughed lightly, turning off the engine and opening her door. "Just wait until you try the milk shakes."

"Oh trust me, I will," He said, doing the same and exiting the car.

((oh uh, where were you thinking the setting for this was? to get an idea of weather lol

((Somewhere Southern. South Carolina?))

((so warm then
She led the way in, and they were greeted with cool air, and a chorus of greetings from the staff that noticed their arrival.

(Yeah)
He smiled and waved, daring to take her hand before she offered and hoped he wasn't overstepping any boundaries.

((I feel like later on, someone's gonna make a joke to the two about Eli's height, and Manon will curse them out in French while Eli holds her back

((ppfft, like some asshole as their leaving or smthn?
She laced their fingers together an smiled happily, giving a wave of her own as she led the way to a booth.

((Yeah, exactly. Just Eli slowly pushing her back while her hands are over his shoulder, trying to strangle the person
"Are the burgers good here? I'm a sucker for a good burger."

"I would assume so. I do not eat red meat, it just does not sit well for me." She used her free hand to indicate throwing up.

He shrugged. "Well, what do you have, then?"

"French fries! Sometimes I have the fried chicken, if I'm in a very hungry mood." Her eyes lit up on the word french fries, like a little kid.

He laughed lightly as they sat down across from each other in the booth, their hands still linked together.

A younger waitress approached them, smiling a friendly smile. "Hey, Manon! You ain't been in in a few days, we was startin' t' worry!"
Manon smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck with her free hand. "I got wrapped up in ending one of my cases. But I am here now. Oh, Dan, this is Eli."

He smiled, offering his hand to shake. "Hello, miss."

Dan took it, shaking enthusiastically. "Hi there! I guess I should take y'all's orders then, shouldn't I?" She laughed, pulling out her note pad and a pen. "So what for ya then?"

"Huh." He looked at the menu for a moment, then said, "I'll have a burger with extra fries and some sweet tea, please." He slid the menu over to Manon.

Manon didn't bother looking at it, as she already knew what she wanted. "Chicken and fries, please. Oh, and a Pepsi!"
Dan nodded, scribbling it down before heading to the kitchen with a wave.

"You want my fries?" he asked her, making eye contact.

She appeared to choke, looking away from his gaze. "I-um…"

"Huh?" He tilted his head, a light frown on his face/

"Should you not eat your fries? I…did order my own…"

"Well, you said you liked them. My bad, I guess."

Her cheeks darkened, and she squeezed his hand. "That is incredibly sweet of you. I did not bring you here to steal your food though." I would not mind sharing, though…

"Well, they'll be on my plate if you want them," he said, rubbing his chin again and looking at something over her shoulder. Which was kind of hard, considering she sat with damn near perfect posture and he was already slouched over.

She shifted to the side a bit and followed his gaze. "What are you looking at?"

"There was nearly a wreck on the street out there," he said, pointing to the car resting on the side of the road, the driver beating on the steering wheel in frustration.