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[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

And lo, an alien came down the stairs, grabbing a tray and preparing to bring good tidings of great food to the patrons of the bar.

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[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Certainly."

He gets up from his seat and takes her hand, drawing her to the couch.

[alas_alas]

Echo continues to blush, following him. She sits down on the couch, drawing her legs up under her.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He sits down beside her.

"Thank you again."

He smiles.

"Do you really like it?"

[alas_alas]

Echo nods, playing with it again. "...like it..."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He smiles again, and kisses her gently on the lips.

"Thank you again for this."

[alas_alas]

She closes her eyes and pulls back.

You're welcome, although I didn't do it.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

"No, but you gave me the courage," he whispers.

He looks away just as their faces are quite close, blushing.

[alas_alas]

She opens her eyes and looks at him, tilting her head slightly.

David? Are you okay?

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He doesn't catch her eye.

"I'm fine."

He licks his lips nervously.

[alas_alas]

"...fine..." She tilts her head more, trying to catch his eye.

You don't look fine.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He clears his throat.

"No, really."

He blushes hard and suddenly stands.

"I'm sorry, honey, but I need to go."

He touches her hair gently, and walks, quickly, towards the door.

SHIT.

[alas_alas]

Echo looks after him, a bewildered look on her face.

What the Tartarus just happened?