"That was fun," says Adarin, on the way to the Swan home. "I don't think I'll come fishing every Sunday, but every now and then I think I would like to."
Look at them! Bonding!
Vern flops next to Kesathi and looks generally pleased. Today is a good day.
"You're welcome," says Charlie. "You want to talk to Ranata? Sounds like she's upstairs."
What the upstairs currently sounds like is someone attempting to teach herself the cello.
Vernaia gives a little head-bump towards Kesathi, while Adarin heads upstairs to talk to Ranata. Separation is still subtly helpful, even now.
Ranata is indeed attempting to teach herself the cello. Castarilan is perched on her makeshift music stand peering at the étude she's working on. "Oh, hello, Adarin," she says when he comes in.
"Hello," he replies brightly. "Would you like to have lunch? I don't know Forks very well and I don't know good places to eat."
"Ooh, I was just thinking, I'm sort of in the mood for Mexican, do you want to go to the taqueria?"
His diabolical plan is working. He is befriending his girlfriend's parents! Bwuahahahahahahahahaha!
"All right then." Castarilan flies into her hair, she puts the cello on the bed, and follows him out. "What brings you here, though?"
"I went fishing with your husband," informs Adarin. "It was nice, I'll probably do it again."
"Did you catch anything? Here, hop on -" She has her cloudpine set up.
Onto the cloudpine! He's quite used to them, by now. "I caught a little tiny fish, and felt quite accomplished - but it wasn't big enough to eat."
Zoom! To the taqueria they go. It's raining a bit but Ranata doesn't mind.
"Maybe one day, I'll catch something bigger."
Here's the taqueria! Cloud-pines sure are fast.
That they are! How fortunate!
Vern nuzzles him, while he plots how to let Ranata know about his plans to propose. .... Probably just telling her, honestly. In a bit, when they're safely inside and polite smalltalk is out of the way.
They get a table! Ranata has apparently earned a string of visits to this taqueria by doing some thing some time in the past. She starts hmmmming at her menu while Castarilan zooms around her head.
Vern is on his lap and will get to nibble things if she likes.
Ranata wants flautas! They come with rice and beans. Everything comes with rice and beans, including Adarin's chile relleno.
"So, what have you been up to?" he asks, between bites of chile relleno.
"I borrowed a friend's cello - she's pregnant and finds playing it awkward while she's so huge, so I've got it for a few months to decide if I want my own - and I've been messing around with that. I went to Vancouver last weekend and saw a play but it wasn't very good."
He likes movies. They're fun.
She tells him the title, and her opinions of exactly why it wasn't very good and how much nicer it would have been if only they would have replaced this character with a Greek chorus.
Vern noses the pocket with the ring in it, then steals another bite of his food. He snickers. "So - Charlie's mentioned that you think Isabella and I are cute?" he asks, amused.