03-25-2015, 06:37 PM
Martin showed up and accused him of having bad manners when by the way the woman had reacted she was rather offended. Sometimes Martin wasn't very swift for being a typial male. When the waitress stopped back to take Martin's order Dorian asked for a peice of paper and a pen. She looked at him strangely but brought him it back when she returned.
Dorian penned in neat script a note.
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Dr. Weston, Please excuse my friend, he's rather a brute at the best of times. My father is a fan of your work.
- Dorian Vega
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Dorian folded the paper in half and handed it to the waitress with green hair, "Please give this to the good Doctor. And send my regards."
Dorian glared at his friend, "You are an archaic brute."
Martin laughed, "Perhaps. How do you know she's a doctor? No wait, your father drilling you with important people."
Dorian smiled, "One of many facts to impress him, yes. And today it seems to have come in handy."
Martin shook his head, "Why you pretend to be what your father wants is beyond me. Tell me of this transfer."
Dorian smiled, "I don't expect you to understand, Martin. My work in strange cases seems to have drawn attention despite the obvious facts. I will be in Moscow for the inforseeable future. Cruz might even come to school here."
Martin laughed, "Oh the irony. And Ana?"
Dorian smiled, "She will remain in Madrid, though I have had my new man call her to come redecorate the horrid house my father suggested I purchase. I should have known better."
Dorian penned in neat script a note.
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Dr. Weston, Please excuse my friend, he's rather a brute at the best of times. My father is a fan of your work.
- Dorian Vega
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Dorian folded the paper in half and handed it to the waitress with green hair, "Please give this to the good Doctor. And send my regards."
Dorian glared at his friend, "You are an archaic brute."
Martin laughed, "Perhaps. How do you know she's a doctor? No wait, your father drilling you with important people."
Dorian smiled, "One of many facts to impress him, yes. And today it seems to have come in handy."
Martin shook his head, "Why you pretend to be what your father wants is beyond me. Tell me of this transfer."
Dorian smiled, "I don't expect you to understand, Martin. My work in strange cases seems to have drawn attention despite the obvious facts. I will be in Moscow for the inforseeable future. Cruz might even come to school here."
Martin laughed, "Oh the irony. And Ana?"
Dorian smiled, "She will remain in Madrid, though I have had my new man call her to come redecorate the horrid house my father suggested I purchase. I should have known better."