Chapter 27: A Night of Firsts

A Night of Firsts

For those of you interested in what our cheese-addicted wanna-be has been up to... well...

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He pushed my wrong button and is taking a time out right now. (I warned him)

So let's see who else is up to what.

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Heya Kasson. Whatcha up to?

"Oh, hey Babe. I'm just like lookin through some brochures here."

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I can see. That's a lot of reading material. Good thing for you it's mostly pictures.

"Yeah, Lina like really got me thinkin the other week about finally getting my own place. Her realtor totally loaded me down with all sorts of magazines and brochures and stuff."

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Whether you're building or buying, picking out a new house, especially your first one, is always a challenge.

"I know, and I've like just gotten started. Hate to be rude Babe, but could you like wander off and bug someone else for a while? I'm totally trying to concentrate here."

Fine, fine. I'll go see what your brother is up to. Oh, when you get done looking at pretty pictures, do something about that stubble. It's starting to bug me.

"But Keth like..."

Can't hear you. Heading off to bother your brother.

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Cleveland, what are you doing?

"Oh, I'm getting ready. I was thinking of giving Veronica a call and inviting her out tonight."

Ooo, a date. And your first date with Veronica too. Yeah, you definitely want to make it special. There's just one problem here Cleveland...

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You're a vampire. Vampires don't cast reflections, so that mirror isn't going to help much in getting you gussied up.

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Good thing too. I'm afraid it might break if you keep looking at it like that. *snicker*

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"I hope Veronica doesn't have plans for tonight already."

For you Cleveland, I'm sure she'd cancel them if she did.

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Which she didn't have to do, since the only plans she had for the evening was Gin Rummy with her grandmother. And Nana Constance didn't mind taking a raincheck.

Veronica did have some issues picking out the right outfit though...

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"Hey, how you doin'? Er... maybe I should choose something in a bit more of a classic style."

Yeah, save that one for your second date.

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You know, I'd be a bit nervous if a suave vampire came up to me on the street and kissed my hand.

Veronica, not so much.

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Londoste, Cleveland? Isn't it a bit tacky to take a girl out to dinner at the same place she used to work?

"I heard they'd done some renovations and expansions. Veronica was excited to see them when I mentioned it to her."

I still think it's tacky.

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It would seem the hostess wasn't too keen on a previous employee coming around either, as she stuck them at that spare table right next to the kitchen. You know, the one where you're right in the path of all the waitstaff. Yeah, that one.

They didn't seem to mind though.

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"Speaking of minding, you would mind terribly wandering off elsewhere for a while so Veronica and I can have a private date?"

No.

"Pardon?"

You heard me. It's your first date with Veronica. I'd like to see how it goes.

"And I would prefer it if you would direct your interests elsewhere. Every time you're involved in one of my dates, it ends horribly. Plant activists. Flaming bags of poo. You know how it goes."

Your last date didn't end with a flaming bag of poo.

"My last date resulted in me getting married to a simoleon obsessed, two-timing w..."

Language, Cleveland.

"...oman who'd sleep with anyone to get ahead. So I'm understandably nervous when you're around for a date."

Fine. I'll just sit back here, take pics, and observe. Happy?

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Ribs popped up in both their thought bubbles when they were reading the menu. I thought it was too cute. They even like the same food. *chuckle*

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And Cleveland wonders why he has such trouble with dates. I'm sure his tendency to throw food at his dates doesn't help.

I also realized that Veronica's lips are very scary. She's got a wide mouth and her lips stick out. Her lipstick doesn't help disguise them any either.

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"Hey, I don't remember this being up here when I last worked here Clevey."

"It's their new dance floor. Since Londoste is the only stylish restaurant in town, they thought it would be rather classy to put a nice dance floor in for their slow dancing couples. The Strangetown Ballroom Dance Club meets here on Thursdays."

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"Would you care to dance, Ms Veronica?"

"Let me check my dance card Mr. Cleveland. Why yes, I do believe this dance is available."

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"I'm honoured Ms Veronica. Hopefully no one will try to cut in."

I don't see that happening Cleveland. You two are the only ones in this section. Well, you two and the bartender.

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"Dip, Ms Veronica?"

"What kind of dip, Mr. Cleveland? French onion? Ranch? Garden?"

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"That's not the kind of dip I had in mind..."


Had to do a little emergency editing on this picture. Turns out that dress mesh does some very scary things with knees and ankles

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Hmm... that doesn't look like dancing...

I'm sorry about this Clay. I know you guys here run a classy joint. I didn't mean for them to start groping each other all over your dance floor like two teenagers in heat.

"It's Cooper, Ma'am."

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I don't even need to mention what want they both spun up next. I'm sure you've got a good idea what Veronica's thinking right now.

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What are you up to now Cleveland? (as if I can't guess)

"Oh nothing, nothing. Veronica just whispered something to me and... ah..."

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Oh, you two are not! That elevator is for handicapped use only... if... ah... I had any handicapped sims that is... er...

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Guys, that's a glass elevator! Have you no shame? Wait, Cleveland has 9 outgoing and Veronica 7 or 8. Of course they have no shame. *smackhead*

"Going down, Ms Veronica?"

*cue Aerosmith's 'Love in an Elevator'*



Another emergency edit on this picture. It seems Veronica forgot to wear a slip with her dress. The skirt's quite transparent (i.e. minor alpha conflict) when backlit.

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"Aiiiieeee!"

All right, who let the mites in? Oops, it's just the bartender.

"Aaaaiiieee! They're going to get fingerprints all over my clean glass!"

Er, they'll probably get more than just fingerprints on it. Sorry about that Clay. Cleveland and Veronica are my first couple to do public woohoo in an elevator. If I'd known it was going to be so loud and flashy, I wouldn't have installed it.

"It's Cooper, Ma'am."

Erin seems to be enjoying the show though.

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"Hey Veronica, I didn't realize that was you in there."

"Erin! Hi! I haven't seen you in ages. I've love to chat, but I'm kind of on a date right now. See you at the gym?"

Actually Veronica, your date is about to wrap up here...

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And it was a dream date, naturally. It had hit that mark long before the woohoo but the elevator kinda clinched it. Cleveland even scored a cleaning point from it; I haven't had a sim gain points from a date in ages.

"Can you keep it down back there? I'm trying to call a taxi here for us."

Oh all right. I'll go wander off and do something else for a moment.

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Oh hi Clay. Hey, let me apologize for Cleveland and Veronica causing such a commotion. it was a night of firsts for them. First date, first public woohoo, first time doing it in an elevator, those sorta things. I...

"It's Cooper, Ma'am."

Excuse me?

"My name's Cooper, Ma'am. Cooper Wood. Member in good standing of the Simternational Bartenders and Waitresses Union, Local 151."

Ah... sorry about that Cooper.

"It's okay Ma'am."

Those two were probably pretty tame for you. I'm sure you bartenders see all sorts... wait a minute... did Cleveland say he was getting a taxi for he and Veronica?

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Yep, I should've figured that the public woohoo would've just been the start of things. *facepalm*

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Did both of you leave your subtlety in its box this evening?

"I wouldn't know what you're referring to. I'm just trying to figure out what Felicia is doing."

Felicia is leaving a land mine for the next person who doesn't look where they're walking when they come down the stairs. But that's not what you're staring at. I can see your thought bubble there.

"I... ah..."

Oh, just follow her. I know where you're both headed.

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See, I was right, wasn't I?

"Yes yes, you were right. Now can Veronica and I get some privacy for once tonight?"

Sure. It's time I checked on your brother anyway.

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I think he's been in there long enough. His time out time has run out.

Hmm... did I remember to put a light in there?

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Oops, guess not

"Grrrrr..."

Now did we learn anything during our time in the Room of Reflection?

"Yes. I. Don't. Like. The. Dark!"

Anything else?

"Yes. I also don't like closed spaces."

Ah, feeling a little claustrophobic then? I was hoping you'd come to a different sort of revelation. Oh well.

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"I'm not talking to you."

You really don't have much decision in that matter Orry.

"Stop calling me that!"

Oops, maybe I really did rile him up this time.

"Grrr..."

Aw, come on. Don't be mad Orry. I got you new jammies. See.

"Well..."

They're Cheese-y.

"They are very much like the shades found in my beloved cheese sandwich."

Come on, let's go talk about things.

"I said I'm not talking to you right now! How dare you stick me in a box?"

*sigh* It was a closet, not a box.

This could be a long discussion. Why don't you come back next chapter?

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