8th Meal Served [Action]

[yuzuru_no_mai]

[There's a bit of commotion on Taylor Road. Iroha's been working in the garden, doing just about everything in her power to landscape properly. Now the front yard is starting to look like a proper yard, complete with bushes, flower beds, and trimmed trees.

Don't be surprised if you see her running to the backyard, where she's planning to put in a vegetable garden]

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[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Someone's showing up dressed all nice and smellin' fresh. And looking incredibly nervous.-

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*Iroha's pruning a brand new rose bush when she notices the well-dressed man. At first, she blinks, not recognizing him. Then it slowly dawns on her...*

Ron?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Erm... Hello, Iroha. Lovely flowers.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Why are you dressed up? Are you going somewhere nice?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well, yes! Yes I am! And...

I was wondering if you would like to go with me?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*It takes a while for that question to process... but when it does*

Wh-what? Do you mean it, Ron?

*She's totally blushing right now*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

To that fancy eatery place. The French one.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

I... Oh, Ron...

L-let me get cleaned up first. I have been out here all day.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

I can wait! Erm... wherever I won't be in the way, I mean.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*giggle*

All right. Please come inside. I shouldn't be too long.

*She allows Ron in the house once the trimmings are finished. After that, she goes upstairs to change*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-AND HE SITS. FIDGETING.-

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*When she comes down, she's dressed in a nice dress with a sweater over it. It doesn't do much to cover her generous chest*

I did not mean to keep you waiting, Ron.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Man he doesn't even care. The whole package was beautiful.-

W-whoa...

It's perfectly alright, Iroha. I'll drive us there, if you don't mind.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

All right-

What's "drive"?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You know... a car?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

A car? What is a car?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Hooboy... this may take awhile.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*She looks at Ron oddly, but nods*

All right...

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You see, a car is another word for an automobile. It uses an internal combustion engine to... make with the go.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*Lost Iroha is lost.*

Um... I don't know what an engine is, either.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Let's just... show via demonstration.

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

All right.

*She's obviously curious about these wondrous modes of transportation known as cars. She takes Soldier's arm and walks with him*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-And out they go to Soldier's car! And what a fine automobile it is! Look at all that American Chrome!-

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Th-this is a car... how... strange...

*like a curious child, Iroha marvels at the clean, shiny surface. She wants to touch it, but is deathly afraid*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-1957 Chevy hard top, deep red, and the apple of Soldier's eye as he opens the door on the passenger side.-

After you.