《Helluva Boss: Hellish Love (Loona X Original Character)》Chapter 79: Dinner Date Part 2
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At around 8:00pm we arrived at the restaurant, the carpark was filled with lavish sport cars, limo's...and there we was in a shitbox van that puttered into our parking space and getting disgusted glances as we were getting out of the van. Loona and I kept ourselves together as we were stared at, we linked arms and we rounded the corner and waited in the que and waited our turn. we waited for a few minutes until we finally reached the front of the line where a hostess was waiting for us and she said "Oh Hellhounds? Uh do you two have a reservation?" I responded back "Yes under the surname Ryan" she seemed hesitant to check almost like she didn't believe me which annoyed me and from the look on Loona's face, she was too.
the hostess flipped through her reservation booked and stopped under a name and then looked up and asked me "Could I get your first name?" I responded back "Yes, Carter, Carter Ryan" The hostess seemed satisfied and said "Alright head on inside and one of our waiters will lead you two to your table. Have a wonderful night at Blanks". We headed inside and I heard Loona mumble "Bitch". Even though I didn't look back I knew that that woman turned around and looked at Loona with scolding eyes.
The waiter lead us to our table which was rounded and had a white silk tablecloth. Our waiter laid down two menu's and I pulled back Loona's chair and she sat down and I pushed her in. I then sat down and made myself comfortable, I watch Loona look around in wonder, a smile plastered on her face, her smile makes me smile. I then ask Loona "So what do you think, nice place huh?" Loona looked at me and smiled with he fangs bared and said "Babe this place is amazing I still cannot believe you managed to book tonight" I replied back "Well after everything that's happened I thought that I'd treat you" I place my paw on hers across the table and smiled, Loona smiled in return and said "Well thank you babe, I'm starving lets take a look at the menu".
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Loona and I each opened up our Menu's and began reading. I began reading through the different sections, there was seafood, soups, pork, beef. As I did in life I went through the pork section since it was my favorite meat. It was then that I came across the ribs that were the 3 ounces. I didn't want to order something big and then look like a pig so I looked up from my menu and asked Loona "So have you found something you fancy?" Loona blushed and rubbed the back of her head and said "Yeah...I really like the sound of the 3 ounce pork ribs but I wouldn't want you to think I was greedy" Loona's ears drooped and she looked down in shame. I start chuckling at the fact that we both wanted the same thing but thought that we didn't want each other to be perceived by the other as greedy.
Loona looked up confused and said "What's funny?" I replied back "I'm laughing love because I also want the pork ribs and didn't want you to think the same about me" Loona then paused for a second and then started to quietly snort laugh and that caused me to laugh also. After we finished laughing I closed my menu and asked Loona "So to lots of the pork ribs then?" with a smile and then Loona raised an eyebrow and said "Yes please" whilst smiling also. Just then the waiter came to our table and said "Are you two ready to order or would you like to continue to look till you make a decision?" I replied "No we're ready to order, can we get two servings of the 3 ounce pork ribs please?" The waiter looked at us dumfounded and responded "Sir one serving of ribs is a share platter and you want two?" I put on my Ron Swanson impression that I know no-one will get and said "I know what I'm about son" and the waiter closed his flip book and said "I will put the order to the kitchen" and promptly left.
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Loona then asked about the impression and said "So that was obviously an impression of someone but who was it?" I responded "Back on Earth there was this show called Parks and Recreation and there was a character in this show called Ron Swanson. He was supposed to represent this libertarian manly man, and he would eat big meals and finish them without ease." Loona nodded and said "Alright if we have a pirated copy of it down here I'll add that to our list of things to watch together" I smiled at that and said "Alright well then I hope that it is in fact something we can watch down here".
After waiting for 10 minutes two waiters arrived with two metal platters with our 3 ounce pork ribs. Loona's was placed down first and then mine was, Loona had picked up a rib and was drooling already and was about to dig but then I said "Wait shouldn't we say grace?" Loona and I paused and we both laughed and then we both began to dig in. I took the first bite of one of the ribs and I felt my mouth salivate at the flavor. the sauce was a sweet hickory. I don't know what makes Pork in Hell taste different but it was way better than anything I had ever had back on Earth. Loona and I were digging in and devouring the pork ribs, grunting and growling as we tore flesh off of the bone like wild animals. Even though we were not looking we both knew that people were watching us as we ate but both of us didn't care, if my Mom saw how I was eating right now then my ass would be grass.
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