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"I dont hook up with blonds"

TW: is flirting a trigger warning? No idea. Putting it here anyways. Drinking. Swearing (even though it's probably expected)

Mention of Jshlatt

The limo drove them to an expensive looking restaurant. Karl pressed his hands agents the glass of the car window and Sapnap was shitting himself wondering how the hell he was going to pay for this. Quackity snapped at the driver and he pulled over in front of the restaurant. He jumped out of the car and opened one of the doors for Quackity, then Karl's And Sap's. Quackity handed the driver a massive roll of 100 dollars bills. The driver counted them, then gave Quackity a puzzled look. "Sir...... there's an extra thousand dollars in here? I-" Quackity pulled an angry face. "Do you honestly think I cant count money? It's flat. It's what we agreed upon. Sap, Karl. Let's go." He began to walk and Karl and Sapnap followed him, when Quackity was sure no one was looking, he turned his head and winked at the driver.

They entered the restaurant, it looked better on the outside than on the inside. With large, curtained windows and chandeliers. They were greeted by a woman. "Hello! Im Millie, I'll be your server for today!" The woman had blond hair, and a cooking uniform. "Do we have a reservation?" She politely asked. Quackity nodded. "Quackity. Table for three." She smiled and said "right this way!" She led them to a small table with a white cloth over it. Once they were seated she asked "what will we be having? Sapnap chocked a little on his words and said. "Do you have cheese burgers?" She blankly looked at him and said. "I'll see what I can do." She turned to Karl. "How about you?" He smiled. "Just a salad." She wrote something on a pad of paper. "She looked at Quackity, and something about her demeanor changed. "And, for you? Sir~" He looked at her. "Snow Beef Wagyu." (If you get the reference I love you.) "Okay, that'll be out shortly." She looked at Quackity one last time then set off.

The same woman returned with their food, but this time she had applied makeup and unbuttoned the top four buttons of her shirt. Something was off about this chick and it was pissing Sapnap and Karl off, while Quackity didn't even seem to notice it. "Is there, anything else?" Quackity looked at Karl and Sapnap who just shrugged. He looked at his nails. "3 bottles of your finest wine." She smiled. "Of course." She turned around and left, swaying her hips as she went. "Three bottles?" Sapnap asked. Quackity nodded. "One of my EX's got me on a-how do I put this? Habit? Of drinking? Thank got that son of a bitch is out of my life. Forever."

When the woman came back she had 4 bottles of red wine. "I asked for three. What is this?" He asked looking at the waitress. "I just thought-" Quackity cut her off. "You are not paid to think you are payed to obey. We will be pay now thank you." She looked down. "Oh-um, okay. Who will be paying?" Sapnap sighed and dug into his pocket.
"I-" Quackity put a wad of cash on the table. "Should this cover it?" The woman's eyes widened. "Oh-yes, yes. That'd do..." she looked through the stack, quickly reached into her pocket and slipped a piece of paper into a smaller stack of cash she had pulled out of the original. "Your change!" She said. "Thanks" Quackity murmured, already starting on the- SECOND BOTTLE?! HOW THE HELL IS HE STILL SOBER?! "Can I~" he purred. "Take these last two bottles home- amor~" she flushed and put a hand on the table. "T-that's not really allowed I'm-" he stroked her hands with his finger. (I am visibly cringing writing this. Why am I like this.) "I um-uh-s-sure you can take it!!" He smiled and grabbed the bottles after writing something on the note she'd slipped to him. And left. When they were outside of the restaurant Karl asked. "What did you write?" Quackity smiled, looking out at traffic. "'I'm sorry. I don't hookup with blonds. Especially ones that try to ruin dates.'"