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Ju & Ms. Agatha Hapgood <3 He was asking some of his friends about a perfect place for a date and some of them mention about this little Cafe, so he thought why not? Hopefully Agatha like this place. Messer moved his sunglasses to the top of his head and went right in. The former Hufflepuff secured a table for him and his date, a bouquet of flowers sitting on the table by his hands for Agatha. He kinda steal it from Candice's garden but he's the one who made that garden so technically he's not stealing. |
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The 24 year-old walked through some Muggle shops and, to be honest, she didn't quite know where the entrance to the Ministry was nor how close to it she had been while walking past it, but she didn't care. She had never been in the Ministry and she didn't really plan on ever being there. What for anyway? Waste of time. The world of Art and Ballet was much better than some rubbish politics and whatever else they did at the Ministry. Agatha wasn't bothered by the fact that that was a Muggle establishment they were meeting at either. In fact, she was used to being around mostly Muggles since she dropped out of Hogwarts all those years ago. She felt they were much less judgemental. Of course, the person she was going to meet was no Muggle, but he was not judgemental towards her either, and perhaps that had been one of the things that had attracted the former Slytherin to the once Hufflepuff. That, and the fact he had been a ballet dancer himself, obviously. And there he was. Dashing, as usual. Smirking, the ballerina made her way to where Messer was. She noticed the flowers and her smirk nearly turned into a full smile. Nearly. "Hello." She said, her gaze still upon the flowers for another second or two before moving to him. Of course, she'd wait for him to pull the chair out for her as usual, because she was a lady and she knew he was a gentleman. They were proper, alright. |
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Messer saw her before she entered the Cafe. "Hello." He greeted her with a smile. He stood up, walked over, pulled her chair out for her. And was that a smile? Did he just witness Agatha Hapgood smiled? Was it because of him or the flower? Because it seems she's looking at the flowers for a long time before she decided to turn her attention to him. "These are for you" Holding her them out to her. "I didn't know what's your favorite flower is. I hope you like them." Does she even like flowers? He really hope she does. |
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"Thank you, Messer." Agatha said as she took the flowers and sat down. She didn't have a favourite type of flower. As long as they were beautiful - like her - it was fine. And they were. "Good choice." She told him, her smug smile still there because that had been a great day so far, and a lunch date with Messer was only bound to make it even better. She was ready to order, by the way. "I'll have a turkey sandwich and a side salad, please. She informed Messer because he was the man and he was the one going to order the food, obviously. "And I'll have a slice of lemon in my water as well." Just in case he didn't already know. "How was Denmark?" She asked after the food had been ordered. Had he said something about lunch with his father? She didn't really know details because she hadn't been bothered to ask - she had been more interested in scheduling this date instead, of course. Priorities. |
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"You're welcome." For the record, she's more beautiful than any flowers. But he's not going to tell her that. Maybe someday. Good choice? That mean she didn't hate the flower. His smile got wider. "I'm glad." It's definitely a good choice to bring her a flower just look at that Messer signalled a waitress that just past by their table. Ordering two turkey sandwiches for him and Agatha, side salad and water with a slice of lemon for her and soda for him. He made a mental note to remember the water with a slice lemon thing for future references. "Denmark was okay. Didn't spend much time there. Had lunch with my father and visiting my grandmother." Because he's pretty eager to go back to London to see a certain Ballerina. "How are you. How's ballet? Any upcoming shows?" Was that too many questions? |
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Agatha's smile lost its smugness a little as Messer just kept on smiling his... pure(?) smile. She was now more amused than smug, and the smile that was still on her face reflected that a bit. Alright, alright, she was into him too. But she wasn't going to vocalise that. Of course not. This former Slytherin was too proud for this kind of public display of affection. The ballerina looked at him intently as she listened to him telling her how things in Denmark had gone. "Do you like it there?" She said, drifting her gaze to her water that had just arrived. She took a sip and gracefully placed her glass back on the table. Agatha did listen to what Messer had to say, but when he asked about her and her ballet she couldn't help herself. She sat up even straighter than before. "I just finished a season of The Daughter of the Snows, which was great and the audiences received it really well." Of course they did. "I was Snegurochka, obviously." The young woman added with a quick hair flip. "I'll start rehearsals for Roxana in a few weeks. You're more than welcome to come watch it." She gave him a side smirk and raised her glass before taking another sip. "I might go to Russia with that one too." And there was no need to tell him which part she would play, right? Smirk. Life was good. |
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"It's home. But I much prefer London than Copenhagen." Most of his friends live here and Agatha lives in London. Not that he's going to say that to her of course. Because it sounded too corny and his date might run away and probably won't see him again in the future. Messer took a sip of her soda as he listened to Agatha. "The Daughter of the Snows? That's awesome." He kinda wished that he pursued Ballet after Hogwarts but as usual his father didn't approve. "Obviously you were." Chuckle. They're insane if they picked someone other than Agatha to play Snegurochka. "That's great. Oh, I'll definitely come and watch it." He's not going to miss her performance. He was a bit surprise when she mentioned that she might go to Russia. "How long are you planning to stay in Russia?" Maybe he should take a few days leave and go to Russia too. And no, she didn't need to tell him which part she would play, Roxana obviously |
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The ballerina confirmed the fact that her performances were indeed awesome by closing her eyes and nodding every so slightly, pursing her lips a little so they weren't in a constant proud smirk. That didn't last long as yet another smug smile spread across her lips when his words told her he KNEW she had been Snegurochka herself. Hah. Of course he knew it. She WAS the best, after all. "Perfect, I can get you in. Will make sure they give you the best seats in the house. Where you can see me clearly." Agatha said as she smirked and looked deep into his eyes. Oh, he'd be watching her clearly, alright. And about her stay in Russia. "Not sure yet, but no less than two weeks." And his interest made her interested too. "Why's that?" She asked, smirk back in place. |
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Of course he knew Agatha was the best. Period. He didn't mind buying a ticket for her show but since she's offering. "Thank you." He said with a smile. He's definitely looking forward to another Agatha awesome performances. "Ahh. I see." Less than two weeks not that long then. Should he tell her? Or let it be a surprise? "Just asking." The latter its' then. |
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He wouldn't let her wander around his hometown alone? "I can assure you I wouldn't get lost. But it would be nice to have a private tour guide." She added with a smirk. Was Messer trying to be sneaky? Agatha's smirk was still in place, a hint of amusement could be seen in her eyes if one looked close enough. "Right..." The ballerina didn't thank when her food came. In fact, she didn't even look at the person who brought the sandwiches and her salad over. She studied the food and it looked very nice anyway; Agatha approved. Clean enough. Fresh looking. "Good." She remarked, moving her salad closer to herself and started to eat it. "Are you building anything new?" ...That was what he did, right? He was an architect? He... built things? Designed, whatever. Same thing. |
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Well, he didn't mean it like that. "I know you wouldn't get lost. You are Agatha Hapgood after all." He gave her a smile. And definitely a yes for the private tour guide thing. What? He's allowed to be sneaky. Hufflepuff can be sneaky too. He saw a waiter approaching their table with their foods. "Thanks." He said as the waiter put the food. Messer noticed the waiter was still lingering around the. Yeah, you're not going to get any word from the lady, dude. He signaled him that it's all good and they didn't need him. "How's it? Good?" Does Salad have a taste? "Right now? No. I just finished a project so I want to have a few days or weeks off before I start again." |
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Well, he did know how to massage her ego. Agatha flipped her hair and nodded with a smirk. "Exactly." She looked at him approvingly. Messer was a clever man and she liked it. Missing the interchange between her date and the waiter completely, she tasted the salad. "Not bad. I've had better, but this is clean enough." She commented with a shrug. She didn't expect much for a... she guessed that was what, a two-star cafe. "I'll have to take you to the five-star restaurant I usually go to in Russia if you do come visit." The ballerina added with a smirk. "And the place they rent for me, of course." That was five-star too. Agatha gave Messer an interested look. You get to decide when to have days off then? Very interesting. She wished she could do the same, but that was beyond her control. In the grand scheme of things, though, she had the best job she could ask for, so she was definitely not complaining |
Kace came here to the bakery outside the ministry because he got the most amazing news. He had the letter all wrapped up in his hands. He couldn't believe it. He got the job in the department that he was aiming for. He beamed with happiness. He couldn't WAIT to tell his folks and even his older sister. He was sure she would be proud. He wasn't here to meet his family though. This former graduate was here to meet his best friend Puck. He missed her so much and he sent her a text to come meet. He figured Puck was always on her phone and she would never miss a text from her fav. He wondered how their marriage was going. He felt his stomach rumble and figured he should get some food. He didn't eat this morning because of nerves. He got a menu and looked at the choices he could have. Puck was fashionably late as always. |
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What had she told Kace? Puck wondered as she made her way over to the Pequod Café, oh wait…was that a flutter? Her hand instinctively went to her stomach as she stood there in the doorway waiting to head inside. Looking into the room she saw him and felt the tears welling up, gosh she missed him. |
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He raised his brows at her comment. "Woah woah woah slow down there. You first need my consent plus I need to see who they look like before you set me up on a blind date." Yeah his previous girlfriend didn't pan out too well. They ended on mutual terms. "Oh before I forget I got some news for ya.." he shook his envelope. |
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Puck just grinned when Kace mentioned missing her, "you better, I would have been royally ticked if you hadn't" she huffed at him dramatically before engulfing him in a hug…ah, the fluttering was happening again - right. Food, she needed to eat that usually quieted the beast. "well…I'm sorry, I was a bit busy with the whole running a business thing" she laughed only to tutt when he mentioned boyfriends…right because Vincent had been that distracting back - okay then, maybe he had been but it wasn't her fault. |
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Well since she flagged down the waiter he figured he might as well order. "Well since your ordering for an army, I will just have tea, apple spiced tea was a must and some chocolate croissants." He mouthed pickles to Puck? Since when did she want pickles? Well stranger things have happened. "Now what was the news you were gonna tell me.." She wasn't getting off that easy. |
Puck laughed and shook her head at him, "shaken yes…come after with a beaters bat maybe but c'mon I only playfully punch people…unless they deserve it" and lets face it, some people did. Oh, right visiting the business - "yeah…you do, I'll even hook you up with free drinks or potions depending on where you go" besides, potions were an important thing right? |
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He had known her since they're kids so of course he know how to message her ego. "I'm sure you had. You're a top ballerina after all." So obviously they always threat her with good stuffs. Messer couldn't help let out a chuckle when she said it's clean enough. "I guess you're right. They're clean enough" At least it taste okay. "How many times have you been to Russia?" Obviously her upcoming trip not her first trip to Russia. Hmmm... "You could say that. Although I still work from home." Or from anywhere really. "But as long as I don't have another project to finish I don't have to be at the office." |
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The former Slytherin's gaze went from her salad to Messer and she gave him an agreeing smirk. He knew it, clever man. She was a top ballerina indeed. She shrugged at the salad being clean enough and took another forkful. Edible. She sat up straighter when he asked about how many times she had been to Russia. "I've lost count by now." She answered, genuinely. Of course, that was a good thing because she could boast about performing there so often that she couldn't keep track of the number of times. She smirked at that thought because she had finally reached what she always hoped she could achieve. A legit reason for boasting. Not that she had ever been a bad dancer, but now her abilities her proven and no one could contest it. Hah. "Have you ever been there?" Actually, "Do you travel much?" Apart from going back to Denmark to visit his father. Agatha listened to what Messer was saying about working from home and not having to be at the office as long as he didn't have another project to finish and raised an interested eyebrow. "Sounds like a good lifestyle." She pondered out loud. "So you could come with me for my next trip." She stated bluntly, giving him an almost sassy look, before finally trying her turkey sandwich. |
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