(Sorry, I've gotten really wrapped up in a different rp.) As they watched the Hibachi chef, Kevin smiled and took Val's hand. <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/image.jpg.08676b3ab118d5a77d5533dea5a608b9.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="30964" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/image.jpg.08676b3ab118d5a77d5533dea5a608b9.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> After it was over, Kevin got chopsticks and started to eat his food.
Kevin dodged, laughing. "Come on, let's get out of here, before we make a scene. But first I want to get a special drink." He stopped a nearby waitress, "Yon Ramune kudosai." (4 Ramune please) the waitress disappeared and returned with four bottles of a soda. As they proceeded to leave, Kevin payed for the meal and they went back out to the parking lot.
Kevin looked at Val, a look of mock horror on his face. "Whatever you don't open that in the car, they are known for exploding, of course that is if you know how to open one." Kevin started up the car and drove to Central Park, "care for a nighttime walk?"
Kevin got out with a bottle in hand, walked over to the passenger side, and opened the door for Val. "Bring the Ramune too." Kevin said, after he locked the doors behind Val, they walked into the park, Kevin took the bottle from Val, held it away from his body, opened it, and gave it back to her before opening his own and taking a drink, "ahhh, sweet melon flavored Ramune, the one you have is lemon-lime."
Valorie smiled and took a sip. "Oh, it's good." She said, taking another drink from it. (Sorry, supposed to be doing hw and will be busted if I type to long.)
Kevin gave Val a smirk, "who said we mix me with vodka tonight? But anyways, we should get back, after all there is a first class flight waiting for us in the morning." And he started walking back to the entrance, throwing his empty bottle away in the trash.
Kevin unlocked the car, as Val walked up to it, and closed the door after she got in, walking around to get in his side and to get in and drive home. As they walked inside, Kevin threw his jacket over the couch and yawned. "Wow I'm tired, you want the bed tonight?"
Kevin woke up to his phone's alarm going off. Sitting up he put his hand on Val's shoulder, "Felicity, wake up. We've got a plane to catch." He stood up, grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans, and got dressed.