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[casaposa]

[Somehow it all comes down to ole Sougo Okita being a bastard and the offer today is courtesy of Caesar hearing one too many times that his food is shit. Screw you, Sougo. His food's fine and he's going to get validation in the most roundabout way possible. Not that he needs it, but damn.]

We're offering free snacks if you visit the Roman Holiday today. It's a bath house, if you're unaware of it.

[There's a pause while he places a cigarette between his lips and raises the camera to show this fine establishment from the outside. Incredible. ]

That's all. Ciao.

[CHARMING.]

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[noatic]

[Ooh, it's like that, is it? Well, that will definitely make Constance smile and arch an eyebrow (which is amusing in itself; she would have had no idea how to handle this sort of man when she was five years younger).]

Is that so! Well, I'm glad you have such an eye for quality.

[Noble scion of House Nuvelle, etc etc-]

I'm rather familiar with the bathhouse, and have been meaning to visit. I assume you work there, Mr...?

[casaposa]

Naturally. Only the most beautiful flowers catch my attention.

[That playful reaction from her causes his lips to quirk upward as he pulls the cigarette from his mouth. So few people play along-he enjoys the change of pace.]

My name is Caesar Zeppeli. I work at the front counter here.

[noatic]

[This silly flirting game is, admittedly, a nice change of pace...there had been no time for it, back home, and a crippling lack of opportunity regardless! So this is all rather fun. Doesn't hurt that this fellow is attractive, of course - she wouldn't be playing, otherwise!]

Caesar, then. You may call me Constance.

[Almost said 'Coco', but...that's a step too far!]

I just so happen to be in the area. Are you accepting guests now?

[...it's Cordis and she's hungry as hell, um]

[casaposa]

Of course, Constance. You're welcome to come by now.

[Honestly, even if he were about to get off his shift, he'd stay just to talk to her.]

Our doors will always be open for you.

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[noatic]

[Well, it won't take Constance too long to get to Roman Holiday, since she's familiar with the area and has been there before. It's certainly a little strange to be appearing under normal circumstances, but it's definitely an improvement from her first visit all those months ago...she always did intend to visit the establishment as an actual customer, at some point. What better time to do it when it's Cordis and there's free food available?

She's wearing her usual outfit, accessorised by her blue cat ears and a matching tail (she wasn't going to cut a hole in her dress so it's...kind of awkwardly appearing from under her skirt, but she will ignore that!).]

Hello?

[Best to approach the front desk, then, and see if this Caeser fellow is genuine. Heaven help him if he lied about the food.....]

[casaposa]

[The woes of being a cat cordis are shared by this man, apparently, if the sandy colored pointed ears on top of his head are any indication.

When she saunters through the door, he's in the process of trying to figure out this stupid computer and its scheduling system. During his first week he resorted to some good ole fashioned pen and paper and never went back to it. Hey, if it works, it works.

But in the interim, he's been attempting to figure out this wild ass technology. Unfortunately, PrismaGoogle hit the betray button and now there's a thousand popups all blaring through the computer speakers. Awful.

So he starts to unplugg the whole damn thing because screw it. It's technology that's wrong-not him.

His demeanor shifts with her hello and he mutes the horrible computer screen by clicking the one button he does understand on this machine. Power off.]

Ciao, bella. It's good to see you in person. Help yourself-the snacks are along the wall.

[And true to his word, there's a hella ton of Italian snacks-crostini, some meatballs in tomato sauce, a cookie. It's great. Consume it all, which he assumes she might given her Cordis appearance.]

[noatic]

[Oh, now that's amused her. Not that Constance really has any place to judge - she isn't exactly a technology whiz herself - but she can certainly empathise with wanting to mash the power button in lieu of anything else.]

Trouble with the computer?

[...hhuurghh look at all that FOOD, her body is going crazy just smelling it but no, she is a lady of House Nuvelle and absolutely not going to throw herself on the buffet like some sort of half-starved nitwit and Cordis is the worst-]

That was quite a symphony it was performing for you.

[Let her just....daintily obtain a plate and select a few morsels. Just a few. Ladylike behaviour only.]

[casaposa]

No trouble at all. Perhaps it's the logging off noise.

[Caesar Zeppeli will never admit to being bested by a machine about 1/8 the size of him and you know what? It's technically the truth. It was turning off and making those noises in tandem. This beauty doesn't need to know they're not related instances.

The ears atop his head twitch as she pulls some of the treats onto her plate. Conversing with her is a far better use of his time than figuring out this bullshit anyway. The next time Jotaro uses this machine, he'll watch a bit more closely. ]

I hope you enjoy them, bella. Take your fill. There's plenty where that came from.

[noatic]

I'm sure it was.

[Whether or not she actually believes him will be left up to his interpretation of the sly smile that follows that remark. Either way, Constance can definitely agree that the food and the attractive person definitely take precedence over the computer.

(Especially the food. The food is great.)]

You made all this, did you?

[She'd noticed the way his feline ears had twitched when she'd taken some...she wouldn't consider herself a fan of cute things, but that...

...all right, it was a bit cute, and in an appealing way. What has Cordis done to her...]

I'm impressed.