Team fortress 2: world of magic and random crossovers XD

Breeeeeeaaaaaakkkkkk

3rd person

The two strolled back into the restaurant to see their food had already arrived.

"It's gotten a bit cold," Mr. Reddy remarked with a twinge of regret.

"I couldn't care less. I'm famished." Pyro sat down, remembered her table etiquette, and began her entree in the most ladylike manner she could muster. As for Spy, who had sobered up just a tad, he ate his snails in silence and suddenly demanded wine with them.

"Give him grape juice, please," she whispered to the waiter.

"Understood, madam," he said as he nodded in empathy and fetched the Spy his faux-wine.

When handed his juice, Pyro leaned in a bit to see if her partner would recognize that the wine was, like him, a spy. After a sip, though, he declared it was, "A bit too sweet, but not altogether unpleasant. Not the worst I've ever tasted." He shrugged and sipped some more.

She sighed in relief and continued her meal in peace knowing that her lightweight partner was on a track to no longer being inebriated. Despite the fact that it was arguably one of the most thrilling and enjoyable experiences of her life, what had happened earlier could compromise the mission. They would at least have to try to hold off on their actions.

By the time coffee and a bit of dessert was in order, it was quite late. Between the food and time elapsed, the Spy had sobered considerably at that point. Hearing a groan from the man next to her, Pyro turned to see a hand covering his face.

"Well, hello there. How are you feeling now, Demo?" she joked, at her other teammate's expense.

"I've made an utter fool of myself, haven't I?" he said. She smiled gently and turned to him.

"If I could've chosen anyone to take my lipginity, it would've been you, anyway. I regret nothing," she snickered.

Spy smirked a bit at that word.Lipginity. It was so weird, unheard of, silly. Just like her.

"That kiss could not have been anything less than horrid, I'm sure."

She gave him a satisfied smile. "Trust me, it was the furthest thing from horrid."

"Then you should see me when I am not drunk," he whispered throatily.

"Oh?" She gave him a sly grin. "We shall see later, then. You're on."

The coffee had arrived along with small petit fors for dessert. Pyro ate hers and nursed her coffee. It wasn't particularly good, but her newfound table manners taught her to suck it up and drink it anyway. Hopefully it would help her teammate out some.

When the clock struck 10:45, Mr. Reddy asked for the bill to be put on the tab, and the entire party rose and filed out of the restaurant. They took the elevator and stepped outside onto the roof to see a large helipad set up. Luckily, the wind was not very strong on that warm, dry August night.

I really need a break....