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Speaking of...

[The steaks are beginning to arrive, two decent sized portions just laid out on the table for them, along with the drinks.]

Smells great, doesn't it?

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Oh. [ He practically groans that one when he starts to smell the meat, leaning to try and peer at the plates. It's literally like finally being invited to sit down at the tables when there's a feast, at least it probably looks like it with how he's biting his lip and how his stomach rumbles once the plate is on the table. ]

It smells wonderful. Do we just... tuck in? [ CAN HE EAT.... ]

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[Ema folds her napkin in her lap, picks up her fork and knife, and reaches for her plate.]

You do. Go for it, Merlin.

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[ She's a lot more graceful than he is anyway. He doesn't bother with the napkin, but thankfully he isn't slob enough to forgo the knife and fork. He picks them up right after her, picking up a piece of the meat. After giving her a quick glance he takes a bite of it and



oh. wow.




That is good. He has to put his fork down again to press his hand against his mouth, trying to hold back an embarrassing noise because. Wow. ]

I didn't know meat could taste this good...

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[Ema slices up her portion, chewing thoughtfully as she regards her friend. Heh, that's exactly the reaction she'd hoped for.]

It can, absolutely. It's all in how you prepare it, and how you cut it and...yeah. I don't eat steak often, but I'm glad you like it.

New favorite meat dish?

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You don't? [ Probably because of the price, Merlin, but to be fair next time it will be on him and she can eat as much as she wants. ]

Honestly, I'd eat this every day if I could.

[ He points at it with his fork, taking another piece. How can something be so mouth watering?? ]

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Well, too much of a good thing is unhealthy. It's a little bit fatty, and that's not necessarily good in large quantities. And then there's the price...

[She won't argue with that though, it's so good.]

Next time we'll do pasta, or pizza or something.

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Oh who cares about that. [ Merlin?????? Look after your heart. ] Arthur eats stuff like this more often than not and he's fine. Putting it on a bit but... [ He's definitely calling him fat......... ]

Though oh pasta! I've cooked that myself a few times, it's rather easy, isn't it?

[ A whole new world plays in the background ]

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It is rather easy. [She's...missed the bit about calling Arthur fat. Ema's not that good with metaphor and stuff and that's really that!]

You should try it with some of the sauces, too. [Gesturing to small dishes of brown liquid that had been laid out.]

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It is, though Shigeru still insists on watching me cook after a friend and I blew up the microwave. [ :( ]

Which ones? Are they all different? [ He takes a piece and moves it to dip into mystery sauce x. ]

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How did you...

[nevermind....]

They are all different though, yes. I think that one's just ordinary steak sauce. The yellow-y one is probably mustard. And I have no idea about the others.

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[ You try being from 1500 years or whatever in the past, Ema... ]

I'll try them all then. Why not, right?

[ The steak sauce at least gains a soft moan from him, covering his mouth again while trying to not laugh at how ridiculous it sounds. ] They really should put a warning with these.

[ "You sound embarrassing when you eat" Sure. ]

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[Ema tries that one too, grinning around a mouthful of food.]

They...really should. Wow, these could be addictive...

[So freaking tasty!]

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[ You know what would be exciting? On the side of his place he makes a show of mixing both the sauces, dipping the meet in after...




...only to choke as it ruins everything. ]

Urgh, not together though.

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[Ema laughs. A lot. It's cute, and she's really having a good time. But eventually food runs out, checks are paid, and they're on their way home. Once they reach the apartment steps, she stops and looks up at Merlin, grinning and rocking on her heels.]

Glad you enjoyed the food, Merlin.

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[ It is a good time, even with experimenting with different sauces (he may have asked for ketchup to try with it too, along with a variety of other things sorry Ema) and potentially driving their waiter up the wall.

He's definitely the type of person to ensure she gets back safe too, and is glad she's just as pleased after all this too. ]

Thank you for introducing it to me. And... for the bill. Next time I'll cover it, we can take turns? [ Is that how friend dates work.............. ]

Come here-- [ He's laughing when he pulls her into a hug to say goodbye. ] I'll try and keep in touch on the... thing. [ There's some kind of motion there for texting. He's trying, okay... ]

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Sure! That sounds good to me.

[Whump! Have a hug, Merlin! This is exactly how friend dates work.]

Take care!

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[ He gives her a thumbs up. ]

For next time, then. [ Once she's inside he heads off, feeling a lot more upbeat for the evening. ]