Murder For One, Make It For Two

Chapter 11

"I can't believe you do this everyday, do you dance around the room when you play the music?" asked Anthony.

"Sometimes, mostly I go through the news bulletins to find some stories, ah, the joys of reporting on the tragedies of this world and the death that continuously plaque this world." said Anton happily.

The white haired just rolls his eyes as the car takes a turn down another street.

The radio show was now done and the two were on their way to having some lunch.

Anton hums lightly as the cafe comes into sight and he pulls over, parking against the sidewalk. Anthony hops out and walks with the brunette to the cafe.

"Think your sister would be willing to meet us here, it is a lovely establishment." said Anton.

"She would, but I was thinking of the other cafe, the one with a bakery built in, Marie loves that place, she has a bigger sweet tooth than me." said Anthony.

The brunette chuckles at that as Angie greets them, letting them seat themselves.

"I guess, it's just I'm not a fan of sweets." said Anton, opening the menu.

"Really, you ate those scones before... wait those had no sugar in them." said Anthony.

"Exactly, I prefer bitter foods." said Anton, flipping the menu around.

"Hm, than you may like this one cake, it's small and made from cacao, which I heard is like cocoa but extremely bitter." said Anthony.

"Hm, perhaps I'll give it a try, maybe that'll be a dessert I can actually enjoy." said Anton.

The two place their menus down as the waitress comes over. They place their orders and look back at the other.

"So, what kind of performance should I expect once we return to my home?" asked Anton.

"Don't know, it'll be something I made up though, I do sing other songs but mostly if I'm bored I just sing off the top of my head." said Anthony.

"Hm, then this shall be interesting, I just hope it doesn't involve too many random thoughts." said Anton.

Anthony laughs at this as the waitress comes back with their orders, placing them on the table.

"Here you are, if you need anything else, just let me know, okay." she said.

The two men thank her and dig into their food.

"So, where are you going to eat with your friend tonight, hopefully not that awful place with the rats." said Anton, wrinkling his nose.

"God no, ugh, I'm surprised that place is still open." said Anthony, chuckling lightly.

He wipes his mouth before thinking on it.

"We're actually going to eat at this nice place on Second St., you may have heard of it, it's a French place but I can't remember the name." said Anthony.

"The only French restaurant I know that's on Second St. is Le cygne paisible, and it translates to The Peaceful Swan, a very upscale place for the middle class." said Anton.

Anthony is impressed, he had no idea Anton knew French.

So impressed he was he didn't notice Anton's tight grip on his cup. The brunette is pissed at this new information, why was this Joey guy taking Anthony to a romantic setting, why?!

Anton squeezes the cup tighter, causing the glass to shatter in his grip.

"Holy shit." gasped Anthony.