“Sure,” Midge says, “you can come look at my stuff sometime. I chose the panther because it’s wild and sassy and underestimated at your peril. Like me.”
The explanation of Ciri’s name makes sense with her choice. Close enough.
“A peacock for you is obvious,” Midge tells Jaskier. “I debated getting that one, so I might borrow it. I guess you didn’t want to get a flower, Mr. Buttercup?”
She hasn’t forgotten that’s the meaning of his name.
Both Ciri and Jaskier laugh at her description. "Not bad, but I see you more like a swan. Elegant, beautiful, and people don't expect her to bite, but she does. Fiercely." Once he has his bag, he puts his free arm around her and kisses her cheek. "We could've been three birds."
As they make their way outside, Jaskier chuckles at the nickname. "There were many flowers, and those brooches were pretty as well - but none of those flowers held the meaning that buttercups do."
Ciri is looking around at all the businesses that surround them. "Should we get dessert?"
A smile crosses Midge’s face at Jaskier’s description of her as a swan. “I think that’s fitting. Also when I sing, it sounds like a honking noise.”
She slips her hand in his as they walk down the stairs outside. “Quite true, my poisonous bard.”
Midge turns to Ciri. “There’s a good diner near here, where you can eat dessert for lunch if you want.” Depends on how Jaskier feels about that, but he strikes Midge as the type that wouldn’t care if Ciri had pie for lunch every once in a while.
The honking joke also makes them both laugh. Ciri is very happy to confirm that Midge is as funny as Jaskier said.
"Let's take a pie home then!" Ciri says in a very cheerful tone, clearly loving the idea. "I've only tried apple so far," she adds, and Jaskier agrees with that while letting Midge guide them to the diner. "What other kinds are there?"
“Oh my God, so many,” Midge replies. “Cherry, blueberry, pumpkin, pecan, lemon meringue… More that I can’t think of right now.” So many pies, so little time.
The diner isn’t far. When the three of them arrive, they sit down in a booth and a waitress brings them menus. Midge orders some coffee.
“Pumpkin,” Midge confirms. “It’s usually served around Thanksgiving and is sweeter than it sounds.”
One of Midge’s hands rests briefly on Jaskier’s thigh before she decides that she ought to behave herself. It would be so easy to snuggle up against him here.
She’s nodding along to Jaskier’s very overly detailed description and smiles when Ciri interrupts him. “Not all of them. New York happens to be a hub for arts and culture.”
Jaskier chuckles to himself when Midge pulls away her hand and whispers- "Coward."
"It's never boring around here, is it?" Ciri asks, smiling at the idea of a 'hub'. She's glad that she gets to start over in a place like this. "If I want to hang out with my classmates, where should we go?" She frowns a little. "They're always full of ideas and I want to collaborate, too."
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The explanation of Ciri’s name makes sense with her choice. Close enough.
“A peacock for you is obvious,” Midge tells Jaskier. “I debated getting that one, so I might borrow it. I guess you didn’t want to get a flower, Mr. Buttercup?”
She hasn’t forgotten that’s the meaning of his name.
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As they make their way outside, Jaskier chuckles at the nickname. "There were many flowers, and those brooches were pretty as well - but none of those flowers held the meaning that buttercups do."
Ciri is looking around at all the businesses that surround them. "Should we get dessert?"
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She slips her hand in his as they walk down the stairs outside. “Quite true, my poisonous bard.”
Midge turns to Ciri. “There’s a good diner near here, where you can eat dessert for lunch if you want.” Depends on how Jaskier feels about that, but he strikes Midge as the type that wouldn’t care if Ciri had pie for lunch every once in a while.
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"Let's take a pie home then!" Ciri says in a very cheerful tone, clearly loving the idea. "I've only tried apple so far," she adds, and Jaskier agrees with that while letting Midge guide them to the diner. "What other kinds are there?"
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The diner isn’t far. When the three of them arrive, they sit down in a booth and a waitress brings them menus. Midge orders some coffee.
“Did you like the museum?” She asks both of them.
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Jaskier makes sure to sit next to Midge and keeps an arm behind her on the back of the booth. That means Ciri gets to guard his shopping bag.
"Oh, it was marvelous!" Jaskier replies and goes on a long description of everything he liked with lots of hand gestures.
Ciri rolls her eyes and interrupts him, which makes him pout. "It was very nice. Are all museums like that here?"
Aww I missed this response earlier
One of Midge’s hands rests briefly on Jaskier’s thigh before she decides that she ought to behave herself. It would be so easy to snuggle up against him here.
She’s nodding along to Jaskier’s very overly detailed description and smiles when Ciri interrupts him. “Not all of them. New York happens to be a hub for arts and culture.”
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"It's never boring around here, is it?" Ciri asks, smiling at the idea of a 'hub'. She's glad that she gets to start over in a place like this. "If I want to hang out with my classmates, where should we go?" She frowns a little. "They're always full of ideas and I want to collaborate, too."