▬ diner。

@★ anastasia c。ʰᵉᵈʸ ˡᵃᵐᵃʳʳ The sound of her words drew a bashful grin upon his features, abruptly unable to respond to her inquiry without making an utter fool of himself. "You have caught me speechless, mademoiselle. I reckon I merely wished to hold an excuse to speak to you. Your concentration is enthralling, that is all." He then seated himself before her, placing his books neatly next to her papers. "What is it that you are working on? I suppose I was more curious on that matter as well." His gaze followed her motions carefully before settling upon her visage. "I have just finished a shift myself."

@★ timothée b。ᵉᵈᵍᵃʳ ᵃˡˡᵃⁿ ᵖᵒᵉ A smile tugged on ana's lips, formed by the polite kiss he placed onto the back of her knuckles. he was quite a handsome man, and his smooth words didn't hurt his attempts in gaining her attention. "well, i must inquire what caused this sudden boldness to approach me." she teased, gesturing to the open seat across from her. "please, sit. my name is anastasia chung, nice to meet you." she collected her papers quickly, setting them to the side before facing him with a curious glance. "forgive the mess, i've been attempting to finish some work."

@★ anastasia c。ʰᵉᵈʸ ˡᵃᵐᵃʳʳ Courteously, the gentleman inclined to take ahold of Hedy's dainty hand, gingerly brushing his lips upon the back of it in a fleeting kiss. "Timothée Beaumont, mademoiselle." His spheres of grey seemed to lock gaze onto her hazel ones, framed with dark lashes to compliment. "Your forgiveness I implore, but the fact is, I have beheld you quite often, sitting upon this table by your lonesome and I did not deem it proper of me not to approach." Rather nervous about his prior ramblings, he pressed his lips together for a moment before asking. "How may I address you?"

@★ timothée b。ᵉᵈᵍᵃʳ ᵃˡˡᵃⁿ ᵖᵒᵉ hedy ran her fingers through her dark locks, taking a long sip from her iced tea. her eyes scanned over the papers that were laid out in front of her, attempting to take in all of the information. she shot the waitress a smile as her basked of fries was refilled for the third time, absentmindedly munching on the fried snack. at the sound of another's voice, her head shot up, blinking in surprise. her gaze trailed over his figure, taking in the man standing before her. "oh - if you please, sir. may i ask who i have the pleasure of speaking with?"

@★ anastasia c。ʰᵉᵈʸ ˡᵃᵐᵃʳʳ Sat before his limpid, greyish orbs, was a woman of sheer sublimity, a muse of splendid calibre, of dark exquisite hair and creamy complexion. Papers scattered atop her circular table, a sight to be seen practically each time timothée stepped foot into the diner. The doctor didn't wish to interrupt her but curiosity blazed within his guts, to grasp just what she was so engrossed in, what she was so passionately researching. It seemed fascinating to him, the draw she seemed to evoke, that he couldn't help the urge to speak to her. Thus, he collected the nerve to approach the latter, softly husking out in an affable manner. "may I take a seat, m'lady?"