You were in your date with Springfield mafia leader, fat Tony. He took you to Luigi's restaurant, where you were both talking, just chatting to get to know each other really.
"So (y/n), you're looking really beautiful tonight, I know it sounds cliche, but it's true" he says with a wide smirking sort of grin, making you blush.
"That's really cheesey y'know" you giggle, brushing off his silly flirtation. "But I'll accept that"
"Well it's true my beautiful queen" he smirks, putting his arm in the table.
"Can I take your order? " asked the waiter who took, well, long enough you thought.
"Yeah, I'll have a large lasagne" ordered Tony, which wasn't a surprise, seeing how he got his name, "fat" Tony.
"Very good, and for the lady?"
"what do you want my dear?" He asks, turning to face you.
"I'll just have a medium lasagne I guess" you shrug as you smile.
"a large lasagne for her too" Tony tells the waiter who writes down the order them leaves.
After this you just look at him with a dreamy look, knowing you have now found the perfect guy.
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