Charlotte groaned. "You're going to make yourselves sick."
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Aster flashed her a grin. "What? No we won't."
Quinn sighed.
Charlotte shook her head. "If you say so."
Aster grinned at her.
She rolled her eyes in response. Idiots.
Aster winked, then grinned at Quinn. "Watch me win." He said.
"Oh, absolutely not," she muttered, unintentionally smiling.
Quinn rolled his eyes. "I have a bigger stomach than you, Hatter." He fired back. He seemed better, out of the palace. More sane. More down to earth. Normal.
Aster grinned. "Do not."
Charlotte covered her mouth with her hand, laughing. "Is there a reward for the winner?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Aster looked at her. "Ah…no?" He looked at Quinn.
Quinn shrugged. "Bragging rights?"
"Then it's absolutely pointless!" She sighed exasperatedly. "You're just competing for nothing!"
Quinn twitched an eyebrow. "Would you like to offer a prize, then?" He asked.
"A kiss to the winner!" Aster teased.
Charlotte covered her face with her hands and shook her head "you're impossible. That is not at all what I meant." She paused and lowered her hands slightly. "But I've got to have some form of entertainment, so… sure." She grinned, eyes sparkling.
"So the prize is a kiss?" Quinn asked, raising an eyebrow.
Aster grinned, chuckling. "Oh? You're actually agreeing? I thought you would shoot me down!"
"No, actually, my agreement was a hidden form of dissent," Charlotte answered sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "But I would almost certainly shoot you if given the chance," she sighed, shaking her head.
Quinn raised an eyebrow again. "Okay?"
Aster stuck his tongue out, grinning broadly. "You can try, Lottie."
"Seeing as I don't currently have a gun, I can't really," Charlotte mused.
Aster laughed softly. "Here." He snapped his fingers, and a small pistol appeared. An illusion, of course. He wouldn't have given her an actual one. He didn't have one to give in the first place.
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "I'm not quite that stupid," she informed him. She pretended to shoot the table, just to tease.
Aster laughed softly as the "gun" shot out a burst of water. Which quickly vanished.
Charlotte sighed and leaned back in her seat. Why can't food cook faster?
The waiter brought back the food. "Miss, are you sure you do not want anything?" He asked her.
Quinn and Aster looked at each other, grinned, and started eating.
Charlotte raised an eyebrow. "That is what I said, isn't it? Couldn't eat near those two, anyway. Endless pasta," she rolled her eyes.
The waiter nodded, and gave a wry smile. "Alright, miss. Let me know if you change your mind."
Aster and Quinn both ate at a moderate pace, keeping an eye on each other.
"I probably won't but… thanks," Charlotte trailed off boredly.
The waiter nodded, and left.
Aster and Quinn kept eating.
Charlotte sighed and tapped her fork lightly on the table.
Quinn glanced up. He had spaghetti sauce on the sides of his mouth, and he wiped his face with a napkin. "Something wrong?" he asked.
"No, just bored," Charlotte said lightly, resting her chin on a hand.
Quinn nodded. "Ah." he kept eating.
Aster grinned, and finished his first bowl. A few minutes later, a second was brought over for him.