Mika and Emília have the most open relationship you have ever seen. Behaving as a couple but are just good friends. Not that the portuguese girl did not want more but Mika is gay.
As Mika says "We're just two friends, it's not a risky situation", or...
Emilia and Mika left the city of Oporto. They were surprised by the speed with which some journalists appeared. They began following them and "jabbing" them with the microphones in the face.
"Emilia, are you in a love affair with Mika or are they just friends?"
"Is Mika really homosexual?"
"What do you have to say about the rumors that have been generated?"
Emilia and Mika had decided not to hide anymore but as the situation was complex decided that they would explain everything in a single moment to prevent the most confusion and false stories. So they continued their way of smiling on their lips and saying nothing. They came to a restaurant by the riverside of Porto, and Emilia decided to have dinner there. They served typical Portuguese and typically Portuguese food at affordable prices. Although Mika went to pay and the money was no problem for him, for Emília, being careful of expenses was already something unconscious.
They went to a table farther to the center of the room not to stand near the window to be photographed and Mika pulled the chair for Emilia to sit down. She was a little surprised but she sat down and he sat down in front of her.
Emilia: Wow! Pull my chair and everything! You really are dedicated to it.
Mika: Of course! It's our first date.
Emilia: Ah! Is it really to pretend this is a first date like in the movies and all?
Mika: Not anymore.
Emília: If I had known, I had dressed up.
Mika: What ?! You look beautiful.
Emilia smiled and to try to turn Mika's attention to something other than her, grabbed the menu and began to read it. She still was not sure how to respond to those compliments and maybe she would never learn. Mika also ended up grabbing a menu and was very scared to see that he did not understand what the dishes were because they were Portuguese.
Mika: Emilia, I think I'm going to have to leave my romanticism one more time and tell you to choose for me because I do not understand any of this.
Emilia: Mika, you have the ingredients in English below.
Mika: Look, it is.
Emília: But even so I will choose and as we are in Porto and still have not tasted our magnificent gastronomy we will both eat a Francesinha.
Mika: (opens the eyes) A French ?! This is very strange!
Emilia: (laughs) No, you fool of my life! It is a kind of sandwich but with a very peculiar sauce. You'll see that you're going to love it. It is wonderful.
Emilia asked to eat while Mika ordered the drink. Either the service was very good that night or they acknowledged Mika because they were served very early.
Mika looked at the plate in surprise as Emilia was already drooling. What counts is that Mika is a person of open mind and ready to try new things, especially if these things were food. He took the first bite of his mouth and Emilia waited for his reaction.
Mika: It's spicy!
Emilia: Is that bad?
Mika: No, it's delicious. But he did not know.
They took advantage of the magnificent meal to combine what they were going to do after Portugal for a few days.
Mika: I think it's best if we go back to London and our lives are not boring. When we get back there we will have huge channels that will make us want to do interviews so I do not know how we are going to do that.
Emília: We can plot them and make a Livechat to speak everything directly to the fans and thus no one is left to laugh.
Mika: (points to Emília) That's very clever! It was that explanation and that's it. No one could ask us questions to complicate our lives. That's what we're going to do.
Emília: I know. I'm the best.
Emília took a fried potato with sauce to the mouth to show all her style when saying that but it did not go well and dropped the big piece of sauce in the sweater.
Emília: Oh man! Damn!
Mika: (laughing) It can not always be the same.
Emília: (cleaning up) As if it were not me many times. I'm a disaster.
Mika: Yes you are.
Emília looked at Mika a little confused by that answer.
Mika: (smiles) A beautiful disaster.
Emília: (smiles sheepishly) Funny.
At the end of the meal Mika ordered a dessert. Emília insisted she did not want anything else but he asked for a sweet of red berries for both of them.
Emília: Do you think I could share a photograph saying that I am with you?
Mika: It could be a good strategy to get the fans ready. They know I'm with you. You can take a picture and put something like ...
Emília: "News coming soon"?
Mika: Good idea.
Emília: I'm going to take a picture of the dessert because it's very beautiful, and then I'll identify you and put it on.
Emília pointed the camera at the candy. She was going to take the picture but Mika got down and started to appear on the camera. He smiled a little, and without taking his eyes off the camera, he put his finger in the dessert and brought it to his mouth.
Emília: (with her jaw dropped) Mika!
He continued with his sweet look and smile as if nothing was happening. Emília did not resist and decided to put her finger inside the glass and took a photo anyway by publishing it with the description "I and the sweet tooth here will have news soon to clarify what you have heard xD."
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Emília: That's it. You can eat.
Mika smiled and ran his finger over the dessert and licked his finger.
Emília: (lightly tap Mika's arm) With the spoon!
Mika: Ok, ok!
Mika grabbed the spoon and began to eat.
Emília: And you do not drink anymore. (pushes Mika's glass away)
Mika: Wait. Now you're blaming the alcohol? Em, I'm not drunk. Not even close to that.
Emília: I know. Do not forget that I've already seen you drunk and you do things much worse than putting your fingers in the food, because even this is not so rare. This is a matter of prevention.
At the end of their meal, Mika paid for the dinner and they left again to the streets of Porto. They went to Emília's house singging and dancing and if they were not drunk it was not what they looked like but maybe they always seemed drunk. When they got home Emília's friends were not there and they had left a note.
