It's a date, right?

Elizabeth shook her head as laughter flooded their table, and soon, she was laughing too. "Oh, come on! I've only'd ever done that, like..." waaaayyy too many times. Kicking down does was kind of her thing.
Parties were staring at them now, but she didn't care. The waitress came back over, but instead of saying anything, she just shook her head and wandered off.

After the twins' fits of laughter, they said in perfect synch, "C'mon, let's eat." They didn't really notice how both of their voices overlapped each other, making it sound like one. It was a normal thing for them. "And babe, I'm sorry." Stephen said quickly after, stuffing his face with steak.

Ethan looked at Stephen, chewing the steak without slicing off any pieces."Whoa bro, chill. The steak's not going to run away." he said, shaking his head slightly.

Elizabeth was kind of shocked at the way they talked as one, but then again, she wasn't. She had met enough twins to know that that happened sometimes. She laughed quietly at the fact that Stephen seemed to be trying to vacuum his steak down his throat. She rolled her eyes in humor, and picked at her salad.

Stephen had given himself a barbecue makeover, with complete sideburns and moustache. It didn't bother him though. The sauce slithered down his face each time it smothered him. Mini barbecue waterfall. He glanced at them and gave them a quizzical look. "What?" He asked, completely oblivious of his... Eating habits.

"I think I'm done." Ethan said, pushing his plate forward, a look of discreet disgust on his face. He would have to show his twin a thing or two about dining etiquette.

Elizabeth laughed and rolled her eyes. She picked up a napkin and leaned across the table, handing it to Stephen. "Here," she said, shaking her head and laughing at the same time.


OOC: super short post whoops

OOC: Don't worry about it lol

BIC: Stephen took the napkin, unsure of what to do with it. In life, everyone looked to someone for help; advice. In this case, Stephen's help was his brother. He lifted the napkin slightly and gave him a look for help.

Ethan was usually patient, but the fact that his brother had no idea he was sweating barbecue sauce made him think twice about their lineage. Is he really his brother? 'Course, they were twins, but I made him think."Dude, wipe off your... face." he whispered, not risking eye contact with his embarrassing half.

Stephen still looked slightly lost, but he caught on eventually. He wiped the sauce off his face, examining the napkin and all it's contents. He had a lot of sauce on his face. As he placed the napkin down, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Sorry."

Elizabeth was slightly confused that Stephen didn't know what to do with the napkin, but shook it off. Must've been something from what he had told her in the forest. Whatever. After the trio was all finished the waitress came over and collected their plates, and with a wink at Ethan, she was off. Elizabeth bit her lip, deep in thought.

Ethan avoided eye contact with the waitress. She made him feel... Slightly uncomfortable. It was a feeling he didn't want to have. But, in the goodness of his heart, he did thank her before she left. As soon as the waitress was out of earshot, he regardeey them."Isn't our waitress weird, or what?" he asked, rubbing his hands together.

Stephen was in a mellow mood. After eating, he wasn't that cocky, vulgar, stereotypical guy. He was himself. It was like... How you say, the actor out of the movie. Behind the scenes if you will. He looked at Elizabeth, wondering if she had a good time.

Elizabeth turned to Ethan. "Yeah, she is," she said, and then watched the waitress walk away. Then, feeling eyes on her, she turned her head, and found that Stephen was staring at her. She smiled, and stuck her tongue out at him.

That eased Stephen's heart, seeing a smile on her face. His tough composure fell, just for a few seconds, he relaxed. It was a nice feeling, not hiding, not being someone you're not. Stephen sighed and leaned back in his seat.

Ethan drummed his fingers on the table. Oh crap. He forgot about the bill. This wasn't the type of restaurant where the person who serves you brings the bill."Excuse me, I've got to go... Uhm, speak with our waitress." he said, sliding out of his seat. He glimpsed around, spotting their waitress. He caught up with her and started a nice little chat.

Elizabeth watched Ethan walk away, and then she turned back to Stephen. She reached across the table and grabbed his hand once again, trapping it between hers. "So, did you have fun?" she asked with a small smile.

Ethan had a way with words alright. He simply asked where he was supposed to go to pay for their orders. The waitress seemed disappointed, but directed him to where a small line of people waited. Ethan thanked her and joined the line.

Stephen smirked as she trapped his hand. "Well, I think it could've gone better... But to Tartarus with it, I had fun." He said, squeezing her hand.

Elizabeth nodded. "Good. I'm glad." she looked over to their waitress who was taking another table's orders, and smirked when she realized the waitress looked... rather disappointed. "That lady had the hots for Ethan," she laughed. "does he usually get hit on?"

Stephen followed her gaze, noticing it fell on their waitress. As he heard this, he was going to say something vulgar and cocky, but he revised what he was going to say and said, "Well... Since he looks like me, of course he gets hit on often." He said, smirking some more. His eyes fell on his brother... Who seemed to be having a conversation with other women in the line.

Ethan was laughing, smiling as he heard the stories of each woman, one by one. Each one becoming more outrageous than the last. Unlike Stephen, Ethan was kinder, softer. This line's taking forever.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes."Of course," she said sarcastically, and laughed. She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, moving her hands from Stephen's for only a moment, and then placing them back again.

Stephen smiled, "In all seriousness, yeah, he gets hit on. A lot." Stephen wasn't surprised. His brother had a sort of charm that people found attractive. He was told he had the same quality, but Stephen's cocky attitude canceled that out. Then again, he can be just as charming as his brother when he wanted to.

After a whole 10 minutes of waiting, it was finally Ethan's turn. He thanked the cashier, not really knowing why, and paid for their orders. After a few more minutes of small talk, he came back to the table, sighing with relief."Alright you two, let's go." he said, gesturing towards the door.

Elizabeth sighed and nodded, slightly upset this night was already over. But she still got up after releasing Stephen's hand, and began to walk to the door, passing drooling men and envious women on the way.



OOC: sorry my laptops being stupid so its kind of hard to write long posts

Ethan beat them both to the door, holding it open for them. He wasn't bothered by the fact that he was a servant for the night. Stephen owed Ethan many favors, so Ethan was glad tonight added another favor. One day, he knew he would need Stephen's help, in something way more serious than this.

Stephen slid out of his seat and followed Elizabeth. He paid no attention to all the people that gawked at her. If he was in their position, he would've probably done the same thing.

OOC: Don't worry about it haha

Elizabeth thanked Ethan with a smile, and turned around to face the boys once they were outside. "Thanks guys. I had a really nice time." she then she proceeded to flag down a taxi. And suddenly, without waning, she grabbed the front of Stephen's shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. After a heartbeat or two, she pulled away with a smirk on her face, nodded at Ethan, and hopped into the cab driving back to camp.


OOC: :D

Before Stephen could say anything, Elizabeth's lips stopped him. He wasn't going to lie. He liked being caught by surprise. As soon as she parted from him, he stumbled back. Luckily, his brother was there to catch him, his arms lacing into his armpits. "What... Just happened?"

Ethan smirked as the taxi drove off, leaving them in the dust."I think she wears the pants in this relationship man." Ethan said, hauling him onto his feet."She knocked you off your feet."

"Shut up. Let's just get back to camp." Stephen said, a blush visible on his cheeks. He hailed a cab and the brothers got in, racing back to camp.