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Sept 8, 2017 23:53:23 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2017 23:53:23 GMT -7
He waited patiently, listening as her silverware made noises before she picked it up. She'd asked a question before the waiter had arrived with the food that he'd meant to answer but he wanted wait until she'd tried their dish. His was anxious to know what the food they would be trying was only because he was expecting it would be something he couldn't anticipate. Would it be fancy, something he'd never eaten before and, therefore, couldn't put a name to? The sound of her silverware moving against her dish made him sit up a bit more in his chair. Seconds went by before she spoke again and he found himself confused at the barely veiled confusion and disgust that was in her tone. Her words registered and it took him a moment to understand what she meant. Picking up his own silverware, he felt around on his plate. He felt the pastry bit of the dish she mentioned and cut into it, picked it up with his fork and put the piece into his mouth. Just upon the first chew he could tell that her assumption was accurate. It did taste like beef so he could only imagine that the dish was beef Wellington. And she didn't like it at all. She didn't like beef. He couldn't remembered them asking him anything about food preferences but that still striked him as odd considering they should have accounted for any food allergies or foods they would prefer not to eat."I think we can request something else, if you would like. I would much rather we both be able to enjoy the mystery meal," he commented with a frown. That wasn't a great way to start off a meal. He didn't want to assume but he thought her distaste for the meat could have been cultural but he wouldn't ask outright with his limited knowledge. "I think we should let them know just in case there aren't anymore unpleasant surprises."
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Sept 9, 2017 10:52:46 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Sept 9, 2017 10:52:46 GMT -7
“I think we can request something else, if you would like,” Dominick offered her. He had tried the starter, too, from the sound of his utensils against his plate, and there was some consolation for Parvati in knowing that at least he hadn't reacted negatively to it. Beef aside, everything else would probably taste just fine. “I would much rather we both be able to enjoy the mystery meal.”
Still, Parvati didn't want to inconvenience anyone. “I don't mind if you want to finish it, Dom,” she assured him, still embarrassed and wondering how she had managed to overlook it. She wasn't vegetarian—and she could only imagine the fighting that would have happened with Ernie if she'd tried—but beef? She didn't consume it and wasn't sure if she could stomach it.
“It was completely my fault,” she apologized, wondering in hindsight if she should have written down that she was vegetarian in order to avoid the possibility of getting beef.
“I think we should let them know just in case there aren't any more unpleasant surprises.”
Parvati was in agreement. “I'll let the waiter know when he comes back,” she replied. “I know I must have mentioned it somewhere that I'm Hindu and don't eat beef.” Shaking her head, she tried to laugh it off. If either of them could have seen what they were eating, she would have just picked around it as much as possible. In the dark, however, it wouldn't work too well.
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Sept 15, 2017 1:34:29 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2017 1:34:29 GMT -7
She commented that she didn't mind if he finished the meal and there was a noticeable waver in her voice as she spoke that caused him to frown. She added in that the mistake was her fault and his frowned deepened a bit. "Not at all, not at all Parvati. I would think they would want us to enjoy the meal. As I said, I'd rather we be able to eat and enjoy the same thing. This is a date after all," he insisted, incredibly concerned with the way she kept insisting that it was her fault. He could understand her worry of making the restaurant employees go out of their way but he was certain that the restaurant staff would want them both to enjoy their experience considering a well known company had tapped them to provide this service. "Are you certain you don't want anything else? I can ask them for you. Not that I don't think you're capable..." his brow had furrowed a bit a thought. He didn't want to seem like he just had to speak up for her but it was a date. He wanted to share the dining experience with her and they couldn't do that if they were eating different meals. He liked beef, sure, but he didn't need to eat it in order to enjoy food. She was being really kind about though and he didn't want to push off her kindness. She confirmed his thoughts about her distaste for the food, stating that she'd thought she'd let them know of it. "I wasn't asked about any food allergies or any foods that I couldn't eat, which is rather odd. It should have come up." From his left, he could hear the telltale footsteps of the waiter approaching their table. "Are you certain? I don't have to beef. And I definitely don't want to force you to sit through a course of it...." he whispered into the darkness just before the waiter reached the table.
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Sept 15, 2017 10:47:24 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Sept 15, 2017 10:47:24 GMT -7
The sound of footsteps signaled their waiter's approach back to their table. It wasn't as if he had other people on whom to wait, which made Parvati feel less ridiculous for calling the dish to his attention, even though Dominick had assured her—repeatedly, in fact—that he didn't mind if she needed to request something else. It was very kind of him, Parvati thought, not to mind. As he had reminded her, they were on a date.
Fortunately, Dominick mentioned that he couldn't recall having been asked about any allergies or dietary restrictions, so at least Parvati knew that she wasn't going to sound picky. “Are you certain?” she heard Dominick whisper across to her, emphasizing that he didn't have to have beef. “And I definitely don't want to force you to sit through a course of it,” he added.
Parvati waited until the waiter had asked if they needed anything else to raise her concern. She didn't want to just start in on him. “I don't want to inconvenience you,” she began when the opportunity arose, “but could we get a different dish? I don't eat beef.”
"Yeah, er, not a problem,” the waiter replied, taking up the plates, though Parvati wasn't thoroughly convinced by his tone.
“Thank you,” she nodded, waiting until he was gone again to turn her attention back to Dominick.
“Hopefully, it's edible,” she laughed. Chances were good, Parvati thought, that the waiter would return with salads for them both, but a salad would be better than nothing. “Thanks,” she added at a whisper, “by the way.” Feeling herself starting to blush, she bit her lip, grateful that it was so dark. “I really appreciate it.”
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Sept 26, 2017 11:01:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2017 11:01:30 GMT -7
The waiter approached the table and Dominic found himself holding his breath in hopes that she would speak up and say something to the waiter about her eating restrictions. The waiter proceeded to ask them how the meal was and if we needed anything and the silence seemed to stretch for a moment. If she didn't say anything, he would let the waiter know himself. He didn't want to speak over her but he wanted to make sure that she was able to eat some of the meal. He opened his mouth to speak when he heard her words cut through the silence. He found himself smiling with a bit of pride, though he was sure she didn’t need him being proud of her. The waiter’s response was a bit awkward but at least she had told him. They would have to follow the request that way. He felt and heard the sound of the waiter collecting the plates before making a swift retreat and he chuckled at her comment once the waiter had departed. And then she thanked him. He wasn't entirely sure it was necessary considering that he didn't really do anything but his smile grew broader in the darkness. "I'm glad I could help," his smile bled over into his words and there was a small note of teasing as he spoke. He was a bit relieved that she hadn't found his insistence pushy, rather than helpful in any way. With the small hiccup out of the way he figured things would go better from then on. It struck him then that she'd asked him a question before the waiter had brought out the beef wellington and he hadn't yet answered. "To answer your question though, I think that is as close a description as one can get to my experiences. Claustrophobia I mean, though I don't think it's as intense as the name implies. I don't quite know where it stems from but small spaces make me uncomfortable," he responded then to try and keep the conversation flowing. Not that he wouldn't mind silence but being able to talk like that with her, without the presence of their jobs surrounding them, was really nice.
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Sept 26, 2017 11:57:27 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Sept 26, 2017 11:57:27 GMT -7
With her having gotten her dietary restrictions out of the way and the waiter's having gone back to fix the order, Parvati and Dominick were free to speak again—hopefully, Parvati thought, without interruption until their food came.
Bringing up the subject of claustrophobia again—something that Parvati herself had mentioned earlier—in order to answer her question, Dominick said that the phobia (or referring to it as such) was “as close a description as one [could] get” to what he had experienced. While he didn't think that it was quite as intense as calling it “claustrophobia” might have implied, Dominick did summarize his thoughts. “I don't quite know where it stems from,” he said, “but small spaces make me uncomfortable.”
It wasn't uncommon for people to feel restricted by being in a small space, and Parvati didn't find anything too strange about it. From what she knew, there were Muggles who had, over the years, speculated as to the root causes of fears like that, though she had never fully grasped why some grown men had focused their research on other people's mothers. Divination, on the other hand, she thought, might have held a more plausible explanation, but she wasn't there to inundate Dominick with theories as to which planets' alignment might have had something to do with it.
“When I was younger,” she shared, “I was terrified of mummies.” There was still something rather unnerving about them, though Parvati was certain that she had grown out of it. A mummy, in fact, had been the form that a Boggart had taken for her, though it had been decades since she had last encountered one to know how it might present itself to her now. Her fears seemed more intangible, and her uncertainty of the future seemed to be the biggest. The safety of her sons had been put at risk multiple times already. The possibility of their deaths… Parvati shuddered, nearly knocking her utensils to the floor but catching them before they could.
“So our next date shouldn't be in a dark café?” she joked, bringing her thoughts back to the subject of their conversation. It wasn't exactly a cramped space, but it must have felt like it without any light.
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Sept 26, 2017 12:55:53 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2017 12:55:53 GMT -7
In response to his chatter about his discomfort with small spaces, she paid in kind by divulging that when she was younger she had been afraid of mummies. It was a reasonable fear when you were younger so he couldn't say that it was atypical. Just the thought of someone who was once dead returning was a very common fear among children, whether it was in the form of zombies, mummies, or dead pets returning. He was curious if the idea still frightened her as much as it did when she was younger and he couldn't imagine it having the same impact. He didn't want to think that the things she'd seen and lived through negated any other fears she may have held but he imagined it could affect her outlook on some things.And the fact that they were mummies. As an adult most people had a better understanding of the things they fear so she knew there was no real immediate danger of mummies. Her next words were related to the conversation they were having and he chuckled along with her but he couldn't but read further into them. So instead of wondering, he wanted the clarification. "At the risk of sounding cliche, is that you saying that you would like there to be a 'next date'," he grinned, his tone light and playful. Their current date was still in it's beginning stages; they hadn't even quite gotten into the dinner portion of it, but he was enjoying her company. "But either way I don't mind where our next date is. This darkness isn't affecting me because I have someone here to talk to. And the fact that I saw the expanse of the restaurant before it was darkened." His tone continued to be light and playful as he spoke and he did put a bit of intent in his words when he spoke. He would enjoy a second date, as her acceptance of course.
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Oct 6, 2017 12:23:18 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Oct 6, 2017 12:23:18 GMT -7
Being the Ravenclaw that he was, Dominick remained quite inquisitive, wondering—in no uncertain terms—if she was saying that she would like for there to be a “next date” between them.
“Perhaps I would.” Parvati tried—and failed—at sounding coy as she gave her response. “Yes,” she admitted embarrassedly, not wanting to leave him hanging but feeling quite ridiculous for not having been so upfront.
Dominick did say, for the record, that he didn't mind where the location of their next date would be. “This darkness isn't affecting me,” he explained, “because I have someone here to talk to. And the fact that I saw the expanse of the restaurant before it was darkened.”
It made sense, and Parvati nodded—not that Dominick would have been able to see it very well, she realized. “We're spoilt for choice in Hogsmeade,” she added, laughing. “Madam Puddifoot's, two pubs… Possibly running into our colleagues at either one…” That was to say that their options were few and far between if they wanted any semblance of privacy within close proximity to the castle. “Madam Puddifoot's isn't the worst option in the world, but there's got to be something better.” She had wanted to be more upfront with Dominick, but the very saccharine decorations at the café were maybe a bit too much.
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Oct 15, 2017 19:25:50 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2017 19:25:50 GMT -7
Dominick listened to her as she gave an answer that was full of airy aloofness and he gave a small smile. It quickly bloomed into a full blown grin in the darkness when she answered again with a resounding 'yes' and his face warmed with contentment. "Good. I'm glad," he commented simply in her direction, his delight clear in his voice. He'd never been good at hiding his feelings; he couldn't even if he wanted to and he really didn't want to with Parvati. He was glad he'd come on the date and he was glad it was with someone he knew. Her comments regarding their choices for dates in Hogsmeade made him laugh easily, as they were meant to, but his head was going a mile a minute as he dissected her words. Her worry of running into colleagues made him think that she wanted to keep their dating private. He couldn't really blame her for that really. He was more worried about their students finding out than any of their colleagues because he didn't want it interrupting classes nor did he want students coming to her office and disturbing her just for this. They were adults who were going on dates. He didn't think their colleagues would make a big deal about it. Would they? "Well the pubs are good for a drink. Anything else, I'm sure we can figure it out. Weekends are usually good for me." Just as he finished talking, the waiter made his appearance again in the form of muffled footsteps that grew closer to the table. "Here are your new courses. Please enjoy." he stated and Dominick felt the plate settle down in front of him lightly just before the footsteps retreated. "I will try it first just in case." He picked up his fork and knife again before slowly moving around on his plate until he came into contact with something solid. Cutting a piece of whatever it was, he picked it up on his fork, took a deep breath and took a bite in. On first chew he could tell what it was. Salmon, with some kind of sauce that tasted sweet and sour and buttery at the same time. It was quite delicious actually. He waited until he swallowed the bite before he spoke again. "Do you like salmon?" There were people who didn't like it so he would ask.
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Oct 20, 2017 9:13:42 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Oct 20, 2017 9:13:42 GMT -7
“Good,” Dominick told her after she'd admitted to him that she would like to go on a second date with him. “I'm glad.”
Parvati supposed that that much was decided, then. There would be a second date, though the time and place remained up in the air. Dominick said that the pubs were good for a drink, which was true. “Anything else,” he continued, “I'm sure we can figure it out. Weekends are usually good for me.”
Weekends were usually good for her, too. On occasion, she would meet with students who needed to speak with her urgently or who couldn't do so during the week for some reason or another.
The waiter returned before she could begin to discuss her schedule with Dominick, and new plates of food were set down in front of their places before the waiter left them again.
“I will try it first,” Dominick offered her, “just in case.”
She was additionally appreciative that he was willing to take the risk and try whatever it was that had been set before them so that she wouldn't have to. If they had made a mistake and used beef again—and Parvati wasn't going to rule that out as a possibility—it would be better if he were the one to taste it first. She listened as she heard him pick up his utensils and move them around the plate for a moment. Then, she heard him take a deep breath and a bite of whatever he had on his fork.
It was another moment later before Dominick spoke. “Do you like salmon?”
Pleasantly surprised that the kitchen had managed to be so accommodating, Parvati smiled. “I like salmon. Is it salmon?” she asked. Salmon certainly wasn't a bad option, especially considering what they had been served previously, but she wanted to wait for Dominick to confirm it before she took a bite of the dish for herself.
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Oct 30, 2017 3:36:31 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2017 3:36:31 GMT -7
Parvati asked him if the dish in front of them was salmon and just to be sure, he decided to take another bite of it. It took a minute but he finally forked some up and into his mouth and the sweet and sour, buttery taste filled him again. He was certain that it was salmon, and it was cooked very well. "It is definitely salmon," he replied with a smile once he finished the bite. He was grateful for the fact that it was something she could eat this time and happy that the kitchen did accommodate her diet. He would have to come back again and spend his money here. Maybe the two of them could come here again, when it was less dark. Or maybe they could do the dark dining once again, it was turning out to be an interesting experience after all. "It's really good too. You should give it a try and tell me what you think." He waited to hear her taking a bite of the food. He wanted to ask her more about the things she liked to eat, that way the next time they went out he could make sure that where ever they went was somewhere she would be able to enjoy the food. He smiled to himself at the prospect of 'next time'. She wanted to go on another date with him. He would definitely choose somewhere with light. Maybe it could be sometime soon too. That was something he would need to discuss with her though. He took another bite of the fish, chewing slowly and waiting to hear her opinion on it.
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Nov 3, 2017 17:42:13 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Nov 3, 2017 17:42:13 GMT -7
“It is definitely salmon.” Well, that answered that; there really wasn't any way of mistaking salmon for anything else. “It's really good too,” Dominick promised her. “You should give it a try and tell me what you think.”
“If you insist,” Parvati laughed, as she had been planning to take a bite as soon as Dominick had confirmed that it was anything but beef. She took up her utensils again and took a bite of the salmon, having little idea of what to expect besides its being salmon.
Dominick was right, not that she had doubted him. The salmon was excellent. It was covered in a sauce that was sweet and slightly sour—but not in an unpleasant way, in Parvati's opinion. She didn't think that she had ever had anything quite like it, but it was very good.
“I don't think I've ever had salmon this good before,” she admitted to Dominick after that first bite. “Usually, it's dry—or there are bones left in…” In other words, it usually wasn't so appetizing. “Can you tell what the sauce is?” Parvati wondered. He must have been able to taste it, too. “It's not too sweet—just sweet enough…”
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Nov 16, 2017 20:30:33 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2017 20:30:33 GMT -7
Just as he finished chewing his second bite of the meal he heard her chuckle and take a bite of her own. He didn't realized he was waiting on her approval of the meal until he exhaled at her positive review of the fish. It only made him want to eat more of it because she was right, it was a really well cooked piece of salmon. And the sauce was delicious. He felt a bit sad that he couldn't give her an answer when she asked if he could tell what the sauce was. Even still, he took another bite and attempted to really focus in on the sauce. He tasted sweetness and a bit of sour. It wasn't too thick so the texture wasn't bothersome and it wasn't too watery. It just tasted really good. He really couldn't tell. He wondered if they told you at the end what the meal was. "I wish I could but I'm really not certain. It's really good though. I can't say I've tasted any fish this good in a while either." Now that they both had something that they enjoyed, he felt much better about everything. He continued to enjoy the meal though in between bites he spoke casually and conversationally, asking her about more of her likes and dislikes and trying to learn everything that he could about her. It was just the first date after all, and with promises for me he didn’t want to overwhelm her.
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Three more courses, loads of conversation and a bit of laughter later, their meal was complete. Time had passed by a lot faster than he’d expected. They hadn’t had any more problems with the meal; nothing else had contained anything either of them couldn’t eat and the dessert had been a simple but sweet bread pudding, her guess, not his, that had been delightful. He’d long ago finished it and was waiting to see when the waiter would return. The atmosphere was winding down and he didn’t know quite how late it was but he knew it was late and possibly time for the both of them to head back to Hogwarts. "So...." he began and there was no mistaking the smile in his tone, "Next time?"
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Dec 4, 2017 13:57:14 GMT -7
Post by parvati patil macmillan on Dec 4, 2017 13:57:14 GMT -7
Time flew by faster than Parvati realized, and she doubted that Dom had realized the passage of time, either. One course had moved to another without any errors, which was welcome because it kept their conversation flowing freely throughout the course of their evening. To cap it all off, dessert had been just enough—a bread pudding that hadn't been too heavy at all, considering all that they had already consumed.
Not unpleasantly full—and more than pleased with how the date had gone, as a whole—Parvati would have been the one to bring up the possibility of a second date… if Dominick hadn't done it first. “So… Next time?” he asked as they waited for their waiter to return.
“I haven't enjoyed myself this much in ages,” she admitted. Even for the brief time that she had seen Marcus, it hadn't been the conversation that had drawn her to him. With Dominick, though, it wasn't that way at all. Maybe it would reach that point—and Parvati couldn't say that she would mind if it did—but it was nice to really get to know someone. Dining in complete darkness had seemed ridiculous, but it had brought in an element of trust.
“Absolutely,” Parvati affirmed to him. There would be a next time, if she could help it. “I'm not sure if there'll be time before summer,” she considered, with the Triwizard Tournament still on. The summer would come before they knew it to free them of their work obligations, and then they would have ample time. That was, of course, assuming that Dominick wasn't going off somewhere until September. “But I haven't got any summer plans, really,” she explained. Her summer would be fairly free, barring anything that the Order needed her to do.
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Dec 11, 2017 4:44:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2017 4:44:44 GMT -7
Parvati went on to disclose that she hadn't enjoyed herself that much in a while and he had to agree. It had been a while since he had gone on a date but it had been even longer that he thoroughly enjoyed himself on the date without being too nervous or too prying. Without carefully and slowly seeing the interest of the woman he was with drain from her over the course of whatever activity they picked. This had been really nice and he was definitely looking forward to doing it again sometime with her. She then agreed that there would be a next time and he smiled brightly with pleasure, though she stated they might not be able to do so before the end of the school year. "That makes sense. I have exams coming up to prepare the students for and I still have research to pour through for my book. We can always try though." He momentarily gave up any censure he had on his words at the risk of sounding overly eager. "If not then we can try the summer out. I don't have any plans that are set in stone or couldn't be changed." The waiter chose then to enter the room and the closer his footsteps got, the brighter the room seemed to get until he was at the table. Dominick was now able to see both him and Parvati in the dim light that washed over the expanse of the restaurant. The waiter thanked them for dining with them and stated that all expenses had been taken care of before wishing them a good night and walking away. That had been surprising in more ways than one. He hadn't expected the meal to have been taken care of. He also had expected to get some answers to what exactly they had eaten. They had only had guesses, and it was entirely impossible that they could have been wrong. He turned back to Parvati and smiled once again before standing. "Shall we?"
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