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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 1:29:24 GMT -5
After a short walk in the cold, Voltaire opened the door for his wife to the restaurant. He walked up to the hostess and said "I'd like a table for two please." he said shifting the bags to his other arm.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Nov 26, 2006 1:34:44 GMT -5
Becky smiled at the couple. "Sure, right this way," she said. She walked them to a booth by the window. "Can I take your coats?" she asked as they reached the table.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 1:45:59 GMT -5
"yes please" said Voltaire shrugging off his coat and putting his bags under the table. "Sweeting, do you want me to help you out of your coat?" he asked handing his own empty coat over to the smart young lady.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 1:53:59 GMT -5
"Yes, could you, dearest?" Isabella said, struggling to get out of her cloak. "I can't quite reach around..." she said.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Nov 26, 2006 1:55:33 GMT -5
Becky took the man's coat and waited for the woman's so she could hang them both up together.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 1:57:56 GMT -5
Voltaire took the cloaks collar and brought it down Isabella's arms. He took the opportunity to kiss her cheek and then he handed to cloak to the woman and said "thank you. and he helped Isabella Sit down comfortably in the booth before sitting down himself.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Nov 26, 2006 2:04:30 GMT -5
Becky took the cloak. "I'll be right back with some menus, and I'll get your drink orders," she replied with a smile.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:09:55 GMT -5
Isabella settled down in her seat across from him. "So, we haven't talked about names for a while," she said. "I don't think we really decided anything. Are you OK with Victoria for a girl, or did you have another idea?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:18:14 GMT -5
Voltaire looked at his wife and said "I like Victoria...I also like Emmiline, I don't know about you, but meeting students with names i previously liked changed my oppinion on the name...I refuse the name Catherine...and i hate the name Gloria..." he said clasping his hands together and resting his elbows on the table.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:20:52 GMT -5
Isabella laughed. "Yes, Catherine is a rather unpleasant child, isn't she? I would also never name our child Lucius," she added with a grin. "What do you have against Gloria? There aren't any students with that name..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:32:14 GMT -5
"it's just an ugly name! that and I knew a woman by that name, NOW before you get made she was an older woman that dressed in slinky clothing and looked like she was going to die of hunger, all loose skin and ...ugh, she was a horrible person too, she happened to be a madame of a near by tea house when i was over seas. I hated seeing her, I hated talking to her, and most of all I'm more than willing to bet she knew it too." he said shuddering just remembering the hag.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:35:45 GMT -5
Isabella nodded. "But then, you didn't date her?" she said. "Well, Victoria sounds a lot like Gloria, I'll understand if you don't want to use it. But I will have to insist on at least using my grandmother's middle name, Grace. Emmiline isn't bad, though. It's cute and sort of old-fashioned."
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Post by Becky Stanton on Nov 26, 2006 2:41:19 GMT -5
Becky walked up to the table and handed them their menus. "Can I take your drink orders?" she asked.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:41:20 GMT -5
"No! i didn't date that wretched excuse of a human corpse! And i like your grandmother's name, I just don't like that name. To me they don't sound at all alike, but maybe it's because i don't have anything truly sickening attached to Victoria." he said resting his chin on his hands. "I like the way it sounds...Emmiline, it's like an English rose." he said smiling.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:45:07 GMT -5
"Well, I do like it," She replied. "Emmiline Grace... that would be lovely.... Oh, I'll just have a cup of hot tea," Isabella said to the waitress. "Chamomile, if you have it." She waited for the woman to write down their orders.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 2:54:57 GMT -5
"I'll have a cup of Earl grey please" he said still looking over his menu. "Actually, I would like a cesar salad and for an entree i would like Filet of beef with swiss cheese potatoes and asparagus, and some Focaccia bread please." he said shutting his menu and looking at Isa to see what she'd get.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 3:01:19 GMT -5
Isabella's eyes widened. "You're hungrier than I thought!" she teased. She glanced down at the menu for a moment. "I'll have the potato soup, and the grilled chicken with Harcourt vert and mushroom demiglace," she said.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Nov 26, 2006 3:07:31 GMT -5
Becky nodded as she finished writing their orders. "OK, I'll be right back with your drinks," she said.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 3:12:51 GMT -5
"ha! well I thought if we were going to stop, we might as well enjoy a long lunch and really relax" he said smiling. "Later while we walk leisurely back with all our purchases, we can get some exercise, or we can get one of the school carriages to get us." he said smiling.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 26, 2006 3:17:56 GMT -5
"Well, it's fine with me," she said. "We needed to eat, anyway. I just wasn't expecting it. I love that you can still keep me guessing sometimes," she teased, reaching across the table and tapping his nose with her finger. "So... what if the baby is a boy? I was thinking I kind of like Conor, but I don't have a reason why. What do you think?"
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