[center][color=crimson][h1]Diana Schwarzwald[/h1][/color][/center]

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[color=crimson]"Haha, never a problem. I thought you might get a bit hungry after we got here,"[/color] Diana said to Kris with a small wink, after swallowing a bite of her own burger and wiping her mouth with a napkain from the small stack next to her, a grin on her face, [color=crimson]"But i can always have ya train with me if you're worried about weight. Though no matter what you could look like you'll still be my cute and beautiful princess."[/color]

A tender message, albeit somewhat teasing in a "Diana" sort of manner even if it was obvious she meant it. Honestly, though, she'd been about tempted to dig into the other burger, but knowing her employer and girlfriend it was not to much of a stretch to plan ahead in little ways like this at times. Sure it was greasy-spoon diner fare, a thing she hadn't had for a long time on that cold island the two had been on. Not that being on that island was bad, because she'd been with Kris of all people the entire time. Her girlfriend, and....someone she cared very deeply about. Deeply enough she was having some ideas for after this entire wedding-crashing trip was over, and they went back home. Hell she already knew Kris' ring sizes, not that she was going to tell the ice princess and blow the potential surprise. 

Looking back at  the TV as she noticed Kris groan and rub her arm, Diana noted the story before giving Kris another smile, reaching across the table and putting one of her hands over the princess'. Hell that day her girlfriend had been shot at, Diana'd nearly lost her cool on the asshole who did it. Not that the third-degree burns on the hand that held the gun hadn't been enough to teach a lesson already that is. Ever since then she'd been even more desirous to keep Kris from harm. Not just as a princess, or just because Kris was her employer, but as a loved one she was rather close to. 

However, it seemed the two would be approached by what seemed to be a red-haired catgirl. Wait, a familiar mute redheaded catgirl to be precise. Heh, seemed someone had showed up from the invites, at least so far. 

[color=crimson]"Yeah, you can take my seat...er...'Song', was it? Eh, it's been a few years since school, haha!"[/color] Diana said to Ae-ri, before grabbing her plate and moving to sit right next to Kris on the other side of the table, a fresh thick-cut diner-style french fry half hanging out of her mouth. 

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