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[the_antiangst]

Angel, table, pickle tub on floor next to said table, pizza (pineapple-bacon-extra cheese, of course) ripe for sharing...
...Wait, are those ice cubes in that soda? It's a red-letter day, given Angel's cold issues.

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[the_antiangst]

"Some people just have no taste."

[de-thiel.livejournal.com]

"Me or them?" he asks with a smirk of his own. He points to one of the chairs.

"Mind if I sit, sugar?"

[the_antiangst]

Angel shrugs. "Go right ahead."

[de-thiel.livejournal.com]

He flops down and nods.

"Thanks."

He looks over the assembled food and drink.

"Interesting mix."

[the_antiangst]

"I'll admit the pineapple's an acquired taste, but it's really not half bad."

[de-thiel.livejournal.com]

He shrugs.

"Wouldn't really know. We don't exactly have that in town. The only decent pizza's from this one Italian who moved to town a year or so ago and he tends to cater to local tastes."

[the_antiangst]

"It's all in knowing where to look. And you can get whatever the hell you want here - not just pizza, either."

[de-thiel.livejournal.com]

He nods and sips at his wine.

"This probably won't help but I haven't had any of the decent stuff since Raleigh."