[Every month or so, the Fleet stops along various planets - and this one is no exception to the rule. Although it's a small one, with bustling crowds that seem to ooh and aah the members of the Fleet, it resembles Europe's narrow, cobblestoned streets.
At the end of one of these streets is a small waffles and coffee stand, delivering freshly-baked waffles and fancy variations of coffee - and of course, no black tea. Stefan's more than used to that by now, which is why he orders a plain waffle. Turning back to Caroline, he gestures towards the menu.]
See anything you like? It'll be on me.
[Since he's been on the Fleet longer, he's also got the money to pay for this and then some.]
[ The whole situation had taken some adjusting to, not including the fact that Stefan had a whole separate set of memories on top of the stuff they both remembered, which was weird. The stop though had been a distraction from that and she'd been kind of staring blankly at the sign before his voice jerked her back to reality.]
[He orders a coffee, exactly how he remembers Caroline liking it, and then caves and buys himself a latte too. Once everything's ready, he hands it over to her.] As far as planets go, this one's pretty peaceful. No bar fights, or sick locals... just a lot of waffles.
Waffles are good. [To be fair, bar fights are actually on the good side of peaceful for her, all things considered and she takes the coffee, wrapping her hands around the cup. ]
Makes sense. It's just a bit of an adjustment. [The fangirl comment though almost has her twitching because her first thought was how Damon would react.]
Took me a while too. But hey, you'll get the hang of it soon.
[At the mention of Damon, though, he can't help making a face.]
One more reason I'm glad I've never met "our adoring fans." Atroma [their captors] reads letters, sometimes, but they're way more focused on our ships.
Thank God, too. I'm not really interested in everyone's dating lives.
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At the end of one of these streets is a small waffles and coffee stand, delivering freshly-baked waffles and fancy variations of coffee - and of course, no black tea. Stefan's more than used to that by now, which is why he orders a plain waffle. Turning back to Caroline, he gestures towards the menu.]
See anything you like? It'll be on me.
[Since he's been on the Fleet longer, he's also got the money to pay for this and then some.]
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Oh, um, just a coffee is fine.
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[He orders a coffee, exactly how he remembers Caroline liking it, and then caves and buys himself a latte too. Once everything's ready, he hands it over to her.] As far as planets go, this one's pretty peaceful. No bar fights, or sick locals... just a lot of waffles.
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So you've been here before?
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[He shrugs, taking a sip of his latte as he looks around.]
I don't know if we're actually on TV, but if we are... then it's their weird way of protecting us from would-be fangirls.
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Your brother would thrive on fangirls.
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[At the mention of Damon, though, he can't help making a face.]
One more reason I'm glad I've never met "our adoring fans." Atroma [their captors] reads letters, sometimes, but they're way more focused on our ships.
Thank God, too. I'm not really interested in everyone's dating lives.