Vianna laughed lightly at Ferris's complaints, though she smiled at his compliment on her tanning abilities. "I can't wait to take Gabe out to the sun and see which one of us he's most like skin-wise," she said with a bit of a grin. It's not like the baby boy had never seen the light of day, of course, but his trips outside were usually brief and Vianna was always careful to keep him in the shade, not wanting his delicate skin to be damaged by the sun. However, this made it difficult to tell how the little one's skin would react to the sun - would it turn pink like his father's or lightly tanned like his mother's? His default skin tone was somewhere between the two. It was a creamy, smooth colour, and it wasn't as pale and white as his father's, but it wasn't as golden and tanned as his mother's. It was still hard to tell if he had Italian or English skin. Either way, Vianna was sure he was going to grow up to be a very handsome little boy; he was already a very handsome little baby (though she was terribly biased).

Eventually, a waiter arrived and greeted the group, handing them their menus and placing some bread and butter on the table for them to snack on until they chose what they wanted and their meal arrived. Vince, of course, was the first to jump at the bread. He hadn't had anything since that morning, and his stomach was highly disappointed for the lack of attention it was getting.

Vianna watched Julince from Fervi's side of the table and her brows furrowed slightly. There was something strange about them today. They seemed specially cheery, Julia wasn't as caked in as much make-up as usual, and Vince was looking quite relaxed, not like he might get scolded - or shoved into a fountain - any minute. They were being... surprisingly... lovey dovey. It was weird. "What's with them?" Vianna asked her husband in a curious whisper.

"Yeah, I suppose we've gotta wait and see until he's out playing in the sun a bit more," the young man agreed with an amused smile, a feature that widened slightly with the idea of Gabe roaming around on the lush grass around their home, adventuring a little bit under the loving eyes of his parents. Ferris was distracted, however, when he found the bread set down on the table, immediately leaping towards it as Vince did from across the table, and taking the first piece of bread that his fingers came in contact with. He leaned back into his seat with a rather satisfied grin, immediately taking a large bite with a soft sigh of content and allowing his left arm to lift and reach around the back of Vianna's own, his fingers coming to rest on her shoulder absentmindedly. He only grew distracted from his bread as the girl at his side spoke once more in a whisper, asking what was up with Julince.

His eyebrows rose at the question before his gaze turned to the couple across the table, taking in the sight of the pair that seemed oddly different that day, almost...lovey? His brows furrowed at the sight just as Julia didn't scold Vince, rather watching him with rather admiring eyes and then kissing his cheek, something he wasn't sure he'd ever witnessed between the pair when Vince and carbs were involved. "I dunno," he muttered back with a slightly amused smile, "Maybe Victor finally got angry enough to put a spell on them?"

"What was that?" came Victor's voice, his expression rather puzzled.

Vianna snorted. "I don't think Victor had a part in this," she said to her husband, shaking her head slightly in amusement. "It's so weird, though. I don't think I've ever seen them so... I dunno. Different," said the girl, unable to really put her observations into words. It was hard; she couldn't quite place her finger on it, but something was definitely unusual about Julince that day.

Vince was at first distracted by the bread in his hand and the affections of the girl at his side, flashing her a smile every now and then and sneaking playful kisses to her lipgloss-free lips. It wasn't until moments later that he realized everyone else on the table was staring at him and Julia like they'd just grown third arms and two noses. He blinked. "What?" he asked them, puzzled.

Ferris gave a sheepish smile and a soft chuckle as Victor asked what had been said, merely diverting his gaze and listening as Vianna mentioned that she didn't think Victor held a part in this new development for Julince. He gave an amused, but slightly confused, smile as his arm fell around her mostly bare shoulders (as the straps of a sundress didn't do much to cover her tanned shoulders as night began to fall), keeping her rather close despite the separation of their chairs (which was beginning to get on his nerves). His gaze returned to Julince just as Vince asked what they were staring at, something he merely raised his eyebrows to. "You're playing nice," he announced rather bluntly, quickly realizing that this made it sound as though they were always bickering. Which they kind of were, but still...It wasn't necessarily nice to point that out. "Sorry, too much sun..." Ferris decided with a sheepish chuckle, flashing the couple a small smile before turning back to Vianna with amusement clearly displayed in his dark brown eyes. However, that little separation between their chairs was really becoming a bother to the young man who was positive his wife was getting a little cold. His brows furrowed as he took out his wand and muttered an absentminded spell, watching as the two chairs immediately seemed to melt down their separations and reform into one cohesive bench, allowing Fervi the room they desired. He smiled faintly at this, tucking his wand away before gently pulling his wife into his side, his arm still around her lightly tanned shoulders, resting up against the back of the bench.

Vianna gave a soft chuckle at Ferris's rather blunt response to her brother's one-word question, just vaguely aware of his arm around her shoulders and the distance between them due to the chairs. She watched with amusement as Vince first narrowed his eyes at Ferris before the young Englishman quickly added that he'd simply had too much sun.

Vince understood what they were getting at, though; he just had no idea his and Julia's change was that obvious to those outside of their relationship. He sunk back into his chair quietly, brows furrowed slightly as a more thoughtful look took over his expression. "They're right," said Victor suddenly, addressing Julince. "You're being unusually like those two over there," he said, gesturing toward Fervi with a hand before returning his attention to his menu as if nothing had happened.

At this, Vianna's jaw dropped, as did Vince's. "What?! We're not a pair of mushy cheeseballs!" complained Vince.

Vianna seemed offended. "Ferris and I aren't cheeseballs!" she complained, though she knew it was a lost argument right from the start. Everyone who had met Fervi always agreed that the couple was rather mushy and cheesy. The siblings were quick to drop the subject, though, as they were soon distracted - Vince hoping desperately that he and Julia honestly didn't resemble Fervi, of all people; and Vianna by the sudden change in her chair, which had just joined with Ferris's. The girl flashed her husband an amused smile and cozied up beside him, instantly feeling a lot warmer the second she was right beside him.

OOC: Bahahahahha "Ferris and I aren't cheeseballs!" Ohhhh Vianna... *pets* You innocent, innocent Vianna...

Ferris's brows furrowed as Victor mentioned to his brother that he and his girlfriend were being quite a bit like Fervi, something at which Vince immediately denied, explaining that he wasn't a mushy cheeseball. His eyebrows rose at this, jaw falling playfully at this accusation and listening as his wife defended the both of them, though he too understood that this was a lost cause. Everyone thought they were mushy cheeseballs, and though he couldn't quite see it through another person's eyes, he couldn't necessarily outright deny it like his wife could. And the funniest part about their offense to the accusation was the fact that Vianna cuddled up to him just a moment later and he'd planted the most lovingly of warm kisses to her temple, his dimples coming out of hiding as he admired the sight of her. "You cold, sweet bijou?" he murmured lovingly to her, his warm hand now resting on her far shoulder, absentmindedly rubbing her skin to warm her up a bit more with a soft smile and sparkling eyes.

Julia, however, seeming only minorly offended at the accusation. She definitely didn't want to be them, and she made a bit of a face at the sight of them cozying up(completely unaware that she and Vince could look just the same at times, though slightly more obnoxious). But she couldn't say she minded these comments. They were nice to hear, sort of a compliment in how their relationship seemed to be shifting, changing just slightly from what it had been for years before. She liked it. And it was clear on her half smile that she sort of liked to soak these comments in, her hand loosely intwined with her boyfriend's on the arm of his chair.

ooc: She's naive, baha.

Vince didn't seem quite as happy about this as Julia did. Sure, he was happy that their relationship was changing and improving, but... He didn't want to be like Fervi! Fervi were gross! All they ever did was giggle and kiss and act like silly little kids with a crush. He didn't want to look like that! And so, as Ferris and Vianna cuddled up in their new bench made out of their old two chairs, kissing and murmuring to each other like newlyweds, the young man had to look away to hide his disgust.

Vianna beamed as Ferris placed a kiss to her temple, listening as he then asked if she was cold. "Not so much anymore," she confessed with a bit of a grin, leaning in and pecking the young man's lips gently, lovingly, for a couple moments longer than necessary before pulling back just as the waiter returned asking for everyone's orders. As usual, Vince and Vianna ordered for themselves and their companions. Victor and Airi were the only ones to order separately. They seemed like the only normal couple of the group; they seemed in love, but they didn't overdo it like the other two pairs, and were mature enough to keep their kissing and cuddling and all that stuff behind closed doors, without an audience.

OOC:

Julia was happy in many ways, but not happy enough to endure a stare at Fervi. They were pretty gross to her, and so she diverted her eyes to the many other things around them until the waiter arrived to ask for their orders. She smiled slightly at the Italian that slipped out of her boyfriend's mouth to order for them, flashing him a bit of a grin before leaning back into her chair.

Ferris couldn't help but beam as Vianna admitted that she wasn't so cold anymore, glad to hear that he was helping her out a bit. He returned the peck kiss she placed on his lips as lovingly as he could, adoring the feel of her rosy lips on his own for the sweet couple moments it lasted before breaking apart and flashing her the warmest of smiles. He couldn't be helped though. This was how they were. Some couples were verging on inappropriate in public and some kept it all behind closed doors, but Fervi was a good middle point for it all; mushy but not too mushy to the point of making others uncomfortable. (Except for Julince. They were just hypocrites that couldn't be helped.) And Ferris couldn't help but grow even more sparkly-eyed as Vianna ordered for him in swift Italian, having absolutely no idea what would be showing up on his plate but knowing for a fact that he would love every bite of it. Vianna had grown to know his taste extraordinarily well over the years, and he trusted her wholeheartedly with food (which was really saying something for a boy like Ferris, who adored food). "Are you trying to tease me with your foreign language gem?" he grumbled teasingly once she was done, pulling her back into his side with the warmest of smiles, dimples coming out of hiding. He was obviously referring to the night before, when he'd admitted to the fact of loving her Italian (for what was probably the billionth time but the first in a good few months).

Vianna laughed lightly at Ferris's playful accusation. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied innocently to the young man's question about her teasing him with her foreign language, though it was true she found herself flattered by his interest in it. "You tease me all the time with your French, it's only fair!" she said in her defense, though she'd never really meant to tease anyone in the first place. She'd just been making an order.

ooc: I'm off now! Byeeeee!

OOC: Awww alright bye for now Deee Derupersss!

Ferris gave a soft chuckle at her innocent response, listening as she mentioned that she didn't know what he was talking about and adding that he teased her all the time with his French. "I do not!" he immediately denied with a drop of his jaw, flashing her an amused smile just moments later as he let out a soft chuckle and pulled her closer. "I merely use it when I feel like using it. It has absolutely nothing to do with you," he explained with a bit of a grin, dimples coming out of hiding as he lied, knowing full well that he used French when it wasn't necessary just to catch her attention, to possibly win that sparkle from her blue eyes.

Vianna narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Ferris as he quickly denied her accusations, explaining that he only used used French when he felt like it, that it had nothing to do with her. "I don't believe you," said the girl simply, amusement on her features. "I think you use French against me a lot more often than I use Italian," decided the girl before playfully adding his nickname in Italian, just to tease him, "Professore."

Ferris couldn't help but flash her another boyish sort of grin as she immediately explained that she didn't believe him, that she was sure he used French against her much more than she used Italian. And then, just to tease him he was sure, she said his favourite nickname in that swift Italian tongue, catching him slightly off guard and causing his smile to widen. "At this point I think you're just trying to test my limits," he decided with sparkling brown eyes, unable to help but admire the girl at his side as he pulled her closer and leaned in towards her through their minor height difference. "There's only so far you can push a man before he has to kiss those lips," he grumbled with a teasing grin, bringing up his free hand to gently take her chin in his thumb, pecking her lips as lovingly as he could just a moment later.

Vianna giggled lightly to herself, a hint of mischief in the melodious sound as the young man decided that she was just trying to test his limits. "Maybeee..." said the girl with a playful grin, her blue eyes beginning to sparkle as the young man at her side began to lean in toward her, explaining that she could only push him so far before he had to kiss her lips. Vianna giggled lightly once more, but it was a rather distracted gesture as her gaze left his own and landed on his lips instead, admiring them as they came closer and, just a moment later, they were on her own. Vianna returned the peck kiss as sweetly and lovingly as she could, relishing in this wonderful gesture for the brief moment it lasted before pulling back with a rather dazed look on her lightly tanned features.

Just one moment of the pure bliss that came with kissing Vianna didn't feel like enough to Ferris as he broke apart from her reluctantly, his brown eyes sparkling at the sight of her slightly dazed blue eyes. He couldn't be helped and he willingly gave into the instinct that seemed to be at the forefront of his brain lately; Vianna's lips. He knew he couldn't really kiss her in this public location and he didn't actually want to make their company uncomfortable or anything, but he just couldn't help himself. He loved his wife like nothing he'd ever loved before, she was perfect to him, and when she gave him that dazed look with those beautiful blue eyes...her lips right there before him tauntingly...he couldn't really be blamed. She was his weakness.

And so in the next moment his lips returned to her own in as sweet of a peck as he could give her, letting it last a good bit longer than your average half-second peck, but trying his best not to get carried away. He kept it simple, sweet and loving and allowed it to last for a couple long moments, not really making a spectacle or anything of themselves, just sharing a beautiful kiss on the sidelines when no one was looking.

Vianna could almost read the indecision on her husband's lightly pink face, something which got her to giggle slightly as she understood his indecision perfectly well. She, too, wanted nothing more than to kiss him as sweetly as she could for as long as possible, until their lungs could no longer handle it. However, with Julince and Victor and Airi and everyone else in the restaurant around... she knew they couldn't really get away with doing that. The girl was relieved, though, as Ferris soon returned his lips to hers in the sweetest of peck kisses she had ever received, one a little longer than your average peck kiss, but holding just as much love and passion as a deeper, longer kiss.

Reluctantly, Vianna pulled back a couple moments later, her blue eyes fluttering open to reveal that dazed gaze once more, her lips curving into a smile at the sight that greeted her. Luckily for the couple, though, their waiter soon arrived and handed out the group's plates to each corresponding person, successfully getting their minds off kissing and whatever else, and on the hunger in their stomachs instead.

OOC: I'm gonna need a half hour Dee, the idea of food makes me want a snack!

Ferris practically beamed as Vianna broke apart from him and smiled up at him in that way that got his heart to beat at twice the normal speed. He couldn't help but adore the girl who had become the center of his universe; she was his wife, the mother of his child, the reason everything was good in his life. And to be honest, he couldn't have been happier that they were having trouble keeping their lips away from one another. It was much better than just last week when it felt as though they hardly had time for peck kisses... He wanted it to be like this, to be sweet and loving and addicting all the time, he wanted them to make time for each other. And after this weekend, he knew that they would. They just had to; he wouldn't let them slip back into their tired-parents state.

He flashed her the warmest of grins as he kissed her temple lovingly before the waiter suddenly arrived and he grew distracted by the sight of food being set down before him. The happiness was visible on the young man's face, fueled by his hunger quite clearly, and he gently retrieved his arm from around Vianna so they could both eat a bit more comfortably up at the table, immediately beginning to dig in to the pasta shells with chicken and boat-loads of cheese that his wife had ordered for him.

ooc: Okay, enjoy!

Vianna couldn't help but be rather amused by the clear happiness that came onto her husband's expression as the waiter set a large plate of chicken cannelloni in front of him before placing a smaller plate of lasagna before Vianna. The girl, too, was rather hungry, so there was a bit of happiness reflecting from her own expression as well as she grinned down at her plate before picking up her knife and fork and beginning to cut small bites from her lasagna. Julince, on the other hand, both got salad.

OOC:

Ferris was finished in record time; less than five minutes. His hunger throughout the past few hours had caught up with him, quite clearly, and he seemed quite pleased to be able to refill himself with the wonderful food that came with Italy. It was sort of funny, actually, how Ferris's tastes had shifted just slightly. Sure, he still adored a lot of the English dishes and random take out his mother gave him while he was growing up, but he'd also grown quite a bit of an Italian stomach, finding himself wanting various dishes and pastas without even thinking about it. It was just a side affect of being with Vianna, he supposed, and he enjoyed every little bite of whatever she made him or whatever they ordered.

And once he was finished in that record time, he was leaning back with the most contented of expressions on his pale face, a lopsided sort of smile spreading across his features as his right hand came to rest on his belly and the left arm came to rest on the back of the bench. He gazed at his completely clean plate rather proudly, obviously completely satisfied by the meal he'd just consumed.

Vianna wasn't even halfway through her lasagna - which came on a much smaller plate than Ferris's chicken cannelloni - when the young man finished, leaning back on the seat and looking quite satisfied. The girl's eyebrows rose at this, and she flashed her husband an amused smile before leaning in and placing a peck kiss on his cheek. "Someone was hungry," she commented playfully before returning her attention to her plate.

Ferris dimples came out of hiding the moment that Vianna turned towards him, mentioning observantly that someone had been hungry as she kissed his cheek. "Maybe just a little bit," he admitted with a flash of his pearly whites, admiring the fact that his wife's much smaller plate was only halfway done, obviously completely endeared by her slower pace. He wondered vaguely what Gabe's eating habits would be like, if he would scarf down his food like his father or take his time like his mother, or maybe not even show any particular way of eating his food. But these thoughts always got the young man to think of his baby boy, wondering thoughtfully how he would grow up, whose traits he would possess...

Vianna chuckled softly at Ferris's response, suddenly rather eager to finish up her food and head back home just so she could tackle him down and cover him up in kisses. It had become a challenge, during this weekend, to keep her lips off him, but she was glad. She much preferred that to not feeling the need to kiss him at all. That would be horrible. As the girl glanced around the table and caught sight of everyone else's expressions, she could tell they felt a similar way; it seemed everyone was eager to go back home, to see their kids again. But how could they not? They were all new parents, and their lives revolved around their little ones.

ooc: I have to go now, Ruthers! I should be back later tonight, or make random appearances throughout the next few hours... glomp:

OOC: Awww alright bye for now Dee Derupersss! See you then!

Ferris too was beginning to ponder the idea of planting the most loving of kisses all over his wife's adorable expression, and was obviously rather torn due to the fact that they were still in a public location. That, mixed with his desire to see his son once more, made the young man a little anxious to get home, though happily so. He watched his wife for another minute or so, his brown eyes sparkling in admiration at her before his arm slipped around her waist and he'd pulled her back just slightly into the side of his chest, "You done yet, slow poke?" he teased her playfully, flashing her a grin as he planted a loving kiss to her temple and then her cheekbone.

Vianna was eating a little absentmindedly, her mind elsewhere and not her food. It wasn't until Ferris's arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her closer while asking if she was done yet, that Vianna snapped out of her reverie. "Hey!" complained the girl at his words, her brows furrowing disapprovingly though she seemed amused. "I'm not a slow poke! You just eat too fast," she said in her defense, taking another bite from her lasagna (honestly feeling a little rushed now). "Is a certain new daddy becoming a little anxious to see his baby boy?" asked the girl her eyebrows raising teasingly at her husband.

OOC: We're going to RP out the rest of the night, right? And then start figuring out our new regimen of RPing?

Ferris gave a soft chuckle as Vianna complained, her brows furrowing adorably as she explained that she wasn't a slow poke and he just ate too fast. "I do not," he denied just for the sake of denying it, his brown eyes narrowing playfully as he loosened his grasp just slightly so as to allow her to eat more comfortably. Just as his mind was wandering off, the girl at his side spoke, asking if a certain new daddy was becoming anxious to see his baby boy, something that got a warm smile to sneak onto his pale face. "Maybe..." he grumbled with sparkling brown eyes, knowing full well that she must've been able to see through him quite easily. "But take your time, there's no rush," he assured the girl at his side as she seemed to pick up the pace.

ooc: Yeah, I think so. Up to like... them meeting with little Gabe again and then going to bed?

But Vianna seemed to be just as anxious as Ferris to see their precious son, and so despite his assurance, she did not slow her pace. She wanted to hold that adorable little baby again, to cover his little face in loving, motherly kisses, to tell him how much she missed him and how much she loved him. She knew she was being a little silly; she'd only been away from him for a couple days, but she couldn't help it. Ever since he came to the world - even before that, when he was still just developing in her belly, he was all the girl could think about most of her time. How he was feeling, if he was happy, if he was well-fed, if he missed his parents, etc. She didn't like not knowing the answer to these questions, and with each passing second she just became more and more anxious to see the little one again.

Five minutes later, she put her fork and knife down. "Done," announced the girl softly with a small smile, a hint of excitement in her blue eyes.