week four | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

Tonight, they're back at the courtyard for the fourth and final time. Nothing has changed too drastically decor wise, there are still lanterns abound and a table full of food and drink. There is also now a third couch near the special couches for Messmer and Odile, if they so choose to sit there. But again, you do you! Wei Wuxian is certainly not going to stop you.

Speaking of that guy, he's here and dressed to impress again. He's looking snazzy. He's waiting for everyone to arrive, watching as they do and grinning broadly all the while. Then when everyone arrives, he clears his throat and begins to speak.

"You all have achieved three of the eight lights you need to win the game. With the match of Messmer and Odile, you only have to light up five lights tonight to succeed. Let's hope you pick right, huh?"

But he has complete faith in everyone! So, let's get this show on the road.

"Team Wangji, you're up."

Comments

[ordimame]

My signature dish is coffee! But--

[he hands her some yakitori!]

-- this is pretty good, too.

[enscene]

That's a beverage! This is different. I'd classify desserts on a level of their own beyond that, all in accordance with their menu category.

[Even though Furina would mostly only claim to have one signature dish of her own... These are her standards.

She takes the skewer and starts gnawing gently at the side. How is this grilled meat, Edamura? Is it kiss-worthy?]

[ordimame]

[it is absolutely kiss-worthy! grilled to perfection, marinated in an array of savory flavors. he knows what he is doing!!]

Well, if that's the case, then I'd say my specialty is actually. . . [hmmm] Instant noodles? But making them better!

[fancying up instant noodles is his specialty, he means]

[enscene]

So you like innovating and putting your own spin on things... no wonder you did so well at our improv class, hehe! Basic noodles can become anything... all one has to do is believe in the possibilities and keep a few basics on hand, and voila!

[Furina is also a master in the art of making noodles better. Though in her case...well, we all already know Furina's pasta of choice.

She gets starry-eyed as the flavor of the skewer hits home.]

Simply exquisite! This could go on the menu of a very fine community establishment. Maybe "Cafe de la Justice" can happen after all...

[ordimame]

[MACARONI GIRL. . .]

[this conversation feels like a flashback to their very first meeting, and something about that makes Edamura feel. . . nostalgic. even if that meeting was only four weeks ago!]

Hey, hey. . . I don't want to get ahead of myself. I don't think they're that good.

But I appreciate the compliment.

[enscene]

[It really does, doesn't it? It's a great bookend to their time here together, and it indicates just how much has changed in such a short while and yet how much is familiar and the same.]

Turning a passion commercial can be enough to strip enjoyment away... Very well, then! You'll just have to agree to cook for me when I have need of personal service! I'll pay fairly, of course.

[...Which means she'll probably have to build up her savings a little bit more before she can compensate him for catering for her, but shh.]

[ordimame]

[oh my god]

[IS SHE OFFERING HIM A JOB???]

Whoa, whoa! Is that. . . a serious offer?

[enscene]

Why not? I can no longer afford the haute cuisine salary of my former patisserie supreme, [sad face... Escoffier's cooking really is unparalleled] but I'm sure she'd like your dishes as well as I do! I don't see the harm inviting your services for special occasions and festivals and the like.

[Though he might end up on the receiving end of a cute blonde Gordon Ramsay lady. Furina seems pretty content with her invitation, too, because she goes back to nibbling on her skewer.]