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[rakia]

Who: Yogurt guy and his friend who is not a vampire. (rakia and mititei)
What: According to Bulgaria, it's a date.
When: Evening of day 142.
Where: Beginning with drinks, may end up elsewhere.
Rating: PG to start with (for alcohol references and eventual intoxication?).

"I had many suggestions, you know. It was difficult to decide where to go." So says Bulgaria, leading his northern neighbor through Asgardian streets in the direction of what he's been told is one of the best bars in the city. Now, he hasn't personally visited this one, so it's something of an experiment, but it can't go too badly, right? Of course not.

His other visits to various places had left him wanting a bit more for what he has already proclaimed to be their first date — see, it's true that he does owe Romania for the tour and his initial assistance upon Bulgaria's arrival. But whether or not he has a clear-cut idea of when his debt will be repaid seems to be another thing altogether. It makes his motivations seem a bit fuzzy.

And he's really all right with that. Or, judging by his countenance, he certainly seems to be....

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[mititei]

"Are you sure you're not exaggerating?" Even now, when Bulgaria had so graciously offered, Romania couldn't help but seek for any opportunity he could to tease his friend about the whole ordeal. Truthfully, he didn't expect the other to actually go through with his end of the bargain, but the last thing Bulgaria would hear was his complaints.

Everything else was free game, however.

[rakia]

Bulgaria looks to his friend, as though the question is some sort of affront to either his decision-making skills or his taste in bars or something heretofore unmentioned. "Of course I am sure."

Of course. And he knows he's going to get teased, so it's only fair he gets to do some teasing in return, right? "You're not regretting your decision to accompany me, are you?"

[mititei]

"Not yet," The nation began, grinning all the while. Was this how they were going to start it all? "But I can't say that it'll stay that way."

But he was curious now. Just exactly did Bulgaria have in store for them?

"So are you going to tell me where we're going?"

[rakia]

"Not yet, he says," Bulgaria rejoins with a mimicry of Romania's tone, not too much of a caricature so it doesn't seem like he's outright baiting his friend, but enough that it's clear he has some kind of issue with that answer. "You don't trust me at all, do you?"

He points ahead, indicating where they need to turn. They're almost at their destination. Romania can offer his critique when they arrive, hm?

[mititei]

Bulgaria would receive a hearty laugh for his efforts, the nation turning just as the latter indicated doing so. A bit of healthy mocking never hurt, if his friend wasn't being entirely truthful with his behavior.

"Not everyone's tastes can be as good as mine."

But he had nothing to lose, when it all came down to it.

"But truthfully, you shouldn't worry. I'm not picky either."

[rakia]

Well. "You're not picky, but you have good taste." Bulgaria smiles a bit, shrugging his shoulders as if he's helpless to explain what he's hearing. "You're quite special, aren't you? Not everyone can be as undiscriminating as you and still maintain good taste."

He's aiming toward truthful, as an aside. He just hasn't exactly arrived there yet. Perhaps once he gets some alcohol in his system. Speaking of which, the establishment in question is fast approaching. Or being approached?

It's close.

[mititei]

"That's a talent few people have. You should feel lucky that you have someone like me as a friend who tolerates what bad decisions you make."

Joking aside, he doubted any of Bulgaria's choices would be 'bad' considering the time it took for him to pick and choose.

[rakia]

"Yes, my decisions are often quite bad. I can recall so many outings that ended unfavorably for you." That would be some sarcasm. But goodnatured sarcasm. It's hard for him to be outright mean any longer, it seems, and besides that, he's a little too happy for it right now.

"I will let you decide next, if this is terribly disastrous."

[mititei]

"Any outing with you that ended with me sober is a bad one." Being close enough to the other nation, Romania leaned in to bump their shoulders together for good measure.

"But I'm fine with that. You'll get the chance to see a real master at work."

[rakia]

"I don't recall any such outings," he says this, sounding a bit contemplative. Drawing his hand from his pocket a bit, he returns the shoulder bump with an elbow nudge. "You must be thinking of some other country."

And he leaves the second comment be. There's no harm in letting him say that. No harm that hasn't already been done a hundred times over, that is.

[mititei]

"Maybe you don't remember because you drank all the alcohol in those," The nation sighed dramatically, stepping off a little when Bulgaria nudged him. "It seems like all of you countries do is make me grieve."

[rakia]

"You are a country too." As if this helps.

"And I do not drink that much." As if this helps.

[mititei]

And Romania could only laugh, neither supporting or arguing the other's words, though one could say that it made his opinion obvious enough.

Instead he glanced down the street they were meandering through, finally speaking up about their destination.

"Are we almost there?"

[rakia]

It does the job, or so Bulgaria thinks. As long as Romania's still amused enough to be laughing, that seems a good sign.

"We are. In fact - there." He points to a building just beyond the one they're walking past. "Here we are." He lets Romania walk ahead, toward the doorway.

[mititei]

"Ah! I know that one!" Already Romania is moving ahead to get a closer look at the building in question. Reaching the doorway, he rested his hand on the handle and glanced over at Bulgaria with a wide grin.

"How clever of you, choosing one I've been meaning to explore myself."

[rakia]

"It was, of course, completely unintentional." So he says, making it sound like it was exactly the opposite. Anything to make himself sound clever, right? Right.

"I suppose you would know many of the locations here, wouldn't you?"

[mititei]

"Then luck is definitely on your side," The nation said, not minding the fact that he was (finally) giving Bulgaria a bit of a break from his teasing. Turning back around, Romania opened the door, holding it open for the other once he made it inside.

"I'd be doing very poorly at my job if I wasn't. However, that doesn't mean I know everything just yet."

[rakia]

Briefly inclining his head, as if in thanks, Bulgaria enters the building. It certainly seems to have a rather lively atmosphere, which is rather what he had been hoping to find.

Speaking up a little over the sound of the crowd, he turns to his friend once more. "Maybe I will help you to know a little more then, yes?"

[mititei]

Lively is always what Romania lived for, instantly perking up at the crowds that were packed in together. Of course, Bulgaria wasn't forgotten, the nation turning to grin back at his friend at such an invitation.

"Firstly, I'd like to get acquainted with their selection of alcohol. I'm sure we can all become good friends."

[rakia]

Of course. "To the bar then?" Romania is clearly at the helm here, whether or not it was Bulgaria's invitation that caused them to arrive at this point. And he's perfectly fine with remaining in the background a bit, perfectly all right with letting Romania take the lead and direct them wherever they need to go.

In this case, 'toward the alcohol.'

[mititei]

"That's as a good a place to start as any." And already Romania was making his way to said bar, seating himself on a stool where the space next to him was free before flagging the bartender down.

"I'll have the house special. ... Eh? The dish or drink? I'll take both!"

[rakia]

Bulgaria can only look aside, caught between either looking wholly unsure about this business or chuckling. He said Romania could try whatever he wanted, didn't he? That was the purpose of the outing, to repay his friend for his earlier trouble - that is, for escorting Bulgaria around the area in order that he might be familiarized with it enough that he could find a place like this and take Romania out for dinner.

On a date. Whatever that means.

"Maybe I will have the same. Or should I get something else, so you can try that as well?"

[mititei]

A date. That was such an amusing choice of words, though Romania was content with feigning ignorance. However, maybe his casual stance should be considered.

Yet that was for a later time, the nation now more interested in what they'd be eating and drinking.

"Something different would be good. We can half our meals with that."