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			              Gojyo watched the waitress walk off before looking back to Morgana.  He reaches over and takes a hold of one of her hands, rubbing it softly.  "I know I don't have to, but I want to."  He told her with a grin.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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                     Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 5:16 pm
		     
             
             
             
                    
                        
                            
                                                                    
        
        
        
			             Morgana blushes prettily and smiles gratefully at him, her tail coming around and wrapping around his loosely.  She looks up as the waitress comes back and lays a smaller menu on the table in front of them, letting them know she will be back in a few minutes to see if they are ready to order and she leaves again to serve another table.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             As their tails wrapped around each other, he softly began to sway them back and forth.  When the waitress came back with the menu, he nodded, picking it up and opening.  "How about we share a dessert.... any one you want."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             Morgana looked to the menu, feeling uncertain.  Moochi was a HUGE fan of chocolate and always said that the best dessert was a chocolate dessert, but she herself mainly liked fruit.  Her red eyes scan through the menu and they stop on a strawberry cheesecake drizzled with strawberry and fudge topping.  She points to it, whispering, "Is that one ok to share?"         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             Gojyo looked through the menu for a bit longer, spotting a couple that he might possibly like.  But since he let her decide, he let them slip his mind.  When she asked if one was okay, he looked to the one she was pointing at and read the description.  Cheesecake, ne?  He thought.  He knew if Nat was there, she would promptly stick her tongue out, but he shrugged.  "That's fine... I never had it before, but there's a first for everything."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             "That's true..." she suddenly smirks evilly and leans over to whisper in his ear softly where exactly she would like to put the fudge topping on him and what exactly she would do, her hand rubbing his leg.  She stops when the waitress comes back and leans back in her seat, smiling innocently up at her.
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			             Gojyo's ear flickered as she whispered in it.  He chuckled at what she was telling him, giving her a look that said later.  He smirked and looked to the waitress as she asked if they were ready.  Nodding, he replied.  "Yes, we would like the strawberry cheesecake please."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            The waitress nods as writes down their order, "Alright sir, I'll be right back with your cheesecake!" she says, taking the menu and giggling to herself over their antics.
 
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			             Not watching the waitress leave this time, he looked back to her and chuckled at her blush.  He reached up and brushed his hair out from his face and grinned widely.  "Of course... that is, if I don't get caught up in anything when we get back to the shop."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             "I am sure nothng will happen when we head back after we leave, unless you want to go somewhere else?" she says, twiddling with the table cloth a little bit as they wait on their dessert, her tail swinging a little bit.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             "Babe, where will we go?"  He asked with a chuckle and a flick of his tail.  "I'd just rather go back to the shop, get my normal clothes back on and rest up for awhile."  He told her, leaning back in the booth as he looked about the restaraunt.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             She smiles and nods, understanding where he was coming from.  She loved the dress Saige gave her, but she would rather walk around with none on, feeling a little confided.  She looks up when the waitress returns, a plate in hand.
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			             Gojyo watched as the dessert was placed in front of the two with two forks.  He picked up one of them and handed it back to her.  "We won't be needing this.  Also, do you think we can get a nice cold glass of milk please?"  He asked, smiling warmly.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            "Sure thing sir, coming right up!" she says, taking the fork and turning to go get the ordered milk.
 
  Morgana licks her lips as she looks at the slice of cheese cake.  Despite the fact she didn't need to eat anything, she still appreciated the taste of food.  She picks up one fork, but blinks when Gojyo hands back the other fork back.  She tilts her head when the waitress leaves again, "Did you not want any?" she asks softly.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			             He chuckled at her question, carefully reaching over and taking the fork from her.  "It's not that I didn't want any... it's that I want to feed you."  He said, looking to the pastry and scooping up a forkful and holding it out to her.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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