[He's not too sure if it's too soon in the date -- at least, he's thinking of it as a date, he's not sure how she's thinking of it -- to ask her to do something after having lunch, so he settles for taking a big bite of his spaghetti, twirling it around his fork, trying not to splatter sauce everywhere.]
[ She swallows around a mouthful of meatball, eyebrows going up and grinning. It isn't lady-like, but Amy's never been and it never bothered her, so why should it now? ]
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[Although he definitely goes around threatening guys.]
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[The food arrives quickly, in quite generous helpings, and he grins at her.]
Think you can eat all of that?
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[Because Jimmy has a famously huge appetite. For many things.]
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You wanna go for a walk or somethin' after this?
[Okay, maybe he didn't resist the urge so well.]
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You asking me out on a date, then?
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[He definitely wants to call it a date.]
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Yeah, all right. Let's go for a walk after.
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Sounds good to me.
[And another huge mouthful of food. So charming.]
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He's just lucky she doesn't care about lady-like things. Like tablemanners. ]
Food first, though.
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[Well, not always. But usually.]
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[And he really is. Because he has some ideas in mind for how he might like to end this date, after all.]
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I can't imagine why.
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[He raises a suggestive eyebrow.]
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