[ Hey, they're teenagers, not preteens, which makes them even more difficult to control, and you know what, he should just turn around and leave!
Except he won't, because 1) he's not privy to Cam's internal monologue and 2) Cam's assumption is completely, 100% correct. Jeff follows his lead easily, since it's not like he knows where, exactly, the restaurant is. Nervously and unnecessarily, he smooths down his shirt, just to give his hands something to do before he opts to just shove them into his pockets. Soon enough, they're at a little place, hidden away from the usual pre-show crowd, and the door's being held for him. ]
Oh. Thanks... [ The word's dragged out a touch too long, mainly because Jeff's soon distracted by the restaurant itself, looking around at the neat decor. Shit, he's hungry. Which makes sense, this being dinnertime and all. ]
Tunisian. Huh... [ He nods, as if he's well-acquainted with Tunisian food. (He's not. At best he's an amateur, a rube, when it comes to the cuisine.) ] Smells good.
[ Why is small talk a thing. He wonders if they can just eat in manly, impersonal silence, or if that might be too weird. ]
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Except he won't, because 1) he's not privy to Cam's internal monologue and 2) Cam's assumption is completely, 100% correct. Jeff follows his lead easily, since it's not like he knows where, exactly, the restaurant is. Nervously and unnecessarily, he smooths down his shirt, just to give his hands something to do before he opts to just shove them into his pockets. Soon enough, they're at a little place, hidden away from the usual pre-show crowd, and the door's being held for him. ]
Oh. Thanks... [ The word's dragged out a touch too long, mainly because Jeff's soon distracted by the restaurant itself, looking around at the neat decor. Shit, he's hungry. Which makes sense, this being dinnertime and all. ]
Tunisian. Huh... [ He nods, as if he's well-acquainted with Tunisian food. (He's not. At best he's an amateur, a rube, when it comes to the cuisine.) ] Smells good.
[ Why is small talk a thing. He wonders if they can just eat in manly, impersonal silence, or if that might be too weird. ]