Sweet Shop

This is where anyone with a sweet tooth comes to satisfy their craving.

Sven walks up to the counter and bows to the cashier, "Shortcake please." He smiles and walks to his table.

Nami slips and looks at the menu. She twitches her nose slightly as she scans the orders. "I'll just have a hot cocoa. A Day away from Creed... finally...

The waitress gives Sven his food, "You do have money this time, Mr. Chivalrous?"

Sven gulps and groans, "Nyah...fine fine." He takes out his wallet and pays the money he owes.

The waitress looks amazed, "Wow you must've gotten a big one for this much money." She walks off and pays the debt he owes the resturaunt.

Nami sits and sips her cocoa. Now let's see.. I only have a few hours.

Sven grumbles to himself, "Damn..."

The waitress smiles and returns, a smile on her face as she hands him a cup, "This one's on me."

"How annoying.." Nami muttered to herself.

Sven smiles, "Why thank you. I really appreciate it."

The waitress looks at Nami, annoyed, "What's your problem?"

Nami stands up, "It's none of your concern." The same everywhere Creed does the same things but he's scum..

Sven walks up to Nami and kisses her hand, "What seems to be the problem miss?"

Nami blushes faintly and sweatdrops, "Nothing you could solve."

Sven smiles warmly, "Oh come now, sit with me."

Nami sighs and sits, folding her hands under her chin. The roman numeral for twenty-one engrave like a bracelet on her wrist.

Sven smiles warmly and sits across from her, "So what brings you here beautiful? ^^"

Nami shakes her head, "You can stop with the 'beautiful' thing.. should you know who.. no.. what I was.. you'd kill me now.."

Sven laughs and swishes his hand in a playful manner, "Oh don't be a stick in the mud."

Tisha blinks and stares at him with a sweatdrop, "How am I stick? And where's the mud?" she looks at her feet for mud.

Sven sighs and laughs, "It's an expression. It means don't be so gloomy."

Nami blinks and nods. "I see.."

Sven smiles and nods, "So why are you so mad?"

Nami sighs and traces the 21 on her wrist, "As I told the waitress.. it's nothing.."

Sven sighs and shrugs, "Ah well." He takes his shortcake and slides the plate to her, "Take some."

Nami blinks and looks at Sven, "But you're the hungry one.. I just saw you pay the last of your money to thewaitress."

Sven smiles, "Don't worry 'bout it."

Nami blinks, "But I can hear your stomach growl from here..."