[@Mugin]

' A cafe? I could really go for a peanut butter milkshake and a smoked turkey sandwich. Not many places sell peanut butter milkshakes though, so I normally make them at home. I'm pretty sure that my blender has a permanent peanut butter scent to it. ' 

After she finished writing, a man approached with his son. The latter of which took a real interest in her face painting examples and pointed to a tiger. 

" Daddy, daddy, can I get this? "

The sandy haired father looked over the little booklet of examples himself and picked out a simple lizard design. 

" 'Scuse me miss, would you mind painting our faces? " 

Shaking her head, she gestured to the chair on her left and gave Taylor's hand a squeeze before the little boy plopped himself in the chair and bounced slightly as Annaliza got her paints ready. 

' Sit still alright? ' 

The little boy learned forward towards the pad of paper almost to the point where his nose was pressed against the paper before he nodded and gave her a toothy grin. His grin caused Annaliza to give his hair an affectionate ruffle before she started panting his face. The process took about 15 minutes because she was incredibly meticulous with the details even though she knew the paint would wash off in a few hours anyway when he got home. When she was finished, she got the father's attention and the man whistled before examining the work. 

" You've got some real talent miss. " 

' Thank you. Taylor says so too, and I'm just glad that I don't draw stick figures like my younger siblings. ' 

" I agree. Talent like yours shouldn't be wasted. " 

After the two switched places, Annaliza's hand sought out Taylor's and visibly relaxed while she adorned the man's face with a lizard. Another 15 minutes later, the lizard was finished and she let him check out the art in the table mirror. 

" I don't suppose you take art commissions? "

' I do, but I need to visit the residence of the person commissioning the piece so that I can get a feel for the atmosphere and create a piece that will compliment it. '

" Well here's my card, just give me a call when you're ready to check the place out. " 

Taking the card with her free hand, she was given 15$ instead of 10$ and by the time she had prepared to start writing on her sketchbook, the man and his son were gone. 

' Taylor, if you don't mind having a rather unconventional date, I'll pay for the drinks if you pay for the food. Is that alright with you? ' 

She knew from being on a few dates herself that the man was usually expected to pay for his date, but she really preferred to pay for at least [i]something[/i]. In this case, Taylor had already bought her an incredibly expensive bear ( that had returned to being hugged to her chest ), and she didn't want him to then have to pay for the entirety of their lunch.

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[@corrosive]

Elnarin just stared at Roderick with a blank expression as he spoke and he looked at the hand offered to him before shaking it. At least he knew what to do about that at least. 

" [color=2e3192][i]Elnarin, you were supposed to-Oh, is this him?[/i][/color] " 

A woman who looked like the shorter female version of Elnarin perched herself in a nearby tree and her blue eyes focused on Roderick before she joined them on the ground. 

" [color=2e3192]You must be Roderick. I'm Llamryl, Elnarin's mother. Unfortunately for you, my son does not speak English; only Elvish. I tried to teach him more than once, but he just insists that speaking Elvish is easier and less difficult.[/color] " 

Turning to glare at her son, who let go of Roderick's hand and rolled his shoulders, she hugged the Warlock to her chest and patted his back. 

" [color=2e3192]I hope you like bread, because I just made some and came to check on my son since it was done. I sent him out to find you and didn't expect him to actually find you. He's an incredible tracker and can find pretty much anything; but when it comes to relations with other beings, he's got less skill that a newborn foal trying to stand on it's own legs.[/color] " 

Elnarin glared at his mother and the Llamryl ignored him in favor of showering affection upon her son's soul mate. 

" [color=00a651][i]Mother, I do believe you are squishing him.[/i][/color] "

" [color=2e3192]Hmmm? Oh. Right. Sorry about that.[/color] "

Letting the poor young man go, she patted some dirt off her pants before gesturing to the trees. 

" [color=2e3192]So how about that bread? Hungry?[/color] "