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Lydia had found herself having to choose between El Burrito Loco and Taste of Thai for tonight's meeting of the Supper Club, and she knew from Professor Raiden's class last week that Mexican cuisine was often rather spicier than she enjoyed, so she had decided upon Thai food instead.

Boy, was she in for a surprise.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Taste of Thai is open!

sword_chocobro

Just as they'd planned in yoga class, Gladio swung by Nell's around seven to pick her up...not literally, although that would have made for a pretty interesting stroll over to the restaurant, one he was pretty sure neither of them would have minded too terribly, but they both made the journey on their own two feet. No guarantees for on the way back, though. He also wouldn't rule out either of them eating so voraciously that needing to be rolled back would be an option, as well.

He'd dressed simply, but effectively, in that button down that seemed to just work pretty nicely for occasions like this, and figured the best direction for food would be somewhere to prove that he could appreciate all noodles pretty easily, not just of the Cup^TM variety, and he figured the promise of potential spice wouldn't hurt, either, so Taste of Thai it was.

And when they were lead to a table, of course he was going to do the gentlemanly thing by pulling out her chair for her before settling into his own, leaning forward on the table a little with a grin. "Hope you're hungry," he said, "'cause I sure am!"

[[ Gladio's obviously here with his softly modded date, but the post is certainly open for any other Thai-food related needs! ]]

unusual_sith

Lana and Steven agreed on a number of things: the importance of knowledge, the inherent interest of languages, and that Marc really needed to get out more. So, having often indulged in the first two, she had decided to help with the third. It wasn't exactly a hardship (for her, at least) - she enjoyed their sparring, but conversation was also good. And food never hurt.

She'd suggested they meet, and let Marc choose the place, since her entire knowledge of "being kosher" was Wikipedia's article on it.

So here she was at Taste of Thai, dressed in Earth clothing, with her lightsaber in one of the purses that were apparently acceptable for women (along with some small bottles of rum, just in case).

[Waiting for one, but also open for anyone else's Thai food needs!]

stykera

Stark had tried not to worry about this impending date. Occasionally he'd succeeded. He just didn't have much experience with actual dates and had spent far too much time thinking about that fact, among other things.

He'd arrived at the restaurant earlier than necessary, been seated at the table, and immediately began fiddling with his silverware and napkin. He shouldn't be nervous about this. He knew that. And yet he was. This was fairly unfamiliar territory. But it was going to be fine. He hoped. There was no real reason for it not to be.

But he was Stark. He worried. So he was watching the door anxiously.

[For the other awkward guy but if you're feeling a need for Thai food this evening I certainly won't stop you!]

throughaphase

It was birthday week! Sure, Clint's birthday had kind of been taken up by defeating Krampus and evil toys and such, but that meant this was also a little bit of a celebration for the week.

Which was why when they went out for dinner after Kitty's class, she'd made arrangements to have dessert brought out, which was a cake reading "Hey, we're not dead yet!"

For many, many reasons with their lives, it paid to have a sense of humor about these things.

[For the guy!]

always_someone

Okay, so... there was a kink in the plans that Norman and Tip had made at the stupid vampire movie party to hang out today, eat some food, maybe plot out some kind of webseries involving interviewing ghosts? But being different shapes really didn't change the fact that they could hang out and eat and chat, so their plans were proceeding regardless. And why not? Norman hadn't even bothered going to his class or to work earlier in the week, Tuesday had been a bit of a wash while he wrapped his head around the face that he kind of looked... a lot like he imagined Aggie would have looked, if she'd lived to this age.

It had been a weird week. Getting out and spending some time with a good friend would do him some good.

"So, we don't really have much Thai food back home," he noted, smiling across the table at Tip. "What do you recommend? The weirder, the better."

Norman could do weird.

[OOC: Expecting the one, but open restaurant is open!]

newroutines

Sure, Mike had already sent Brooke a dozen roses through that whole Student Council thing. But nothing had stopped him from giving her another dozen when he'd picked her up at her place. 'Cause a total of two dozen roses was at least adequate, as far as grand gestures went, right?

And just in case it wasn't, he'd also made sure to dress up. Dark suit and everything. And boy, he was glad to find out it still fit like a glove 'cause, uh, it'd been a few years since he'd last had an occasion for wearing it.

There'd also been a rikshaw drive to the restaurant. Which he didn't think was ideal, by any means. But it was very Fandom. Which seemed fitting, in its own way.

And now, they were outside Taste of Thai, and Mike had stepped off the rikshaw, and was holding out his hand to help Brooke do the same. "Here we are," he said. "I promise the restaurant's gonna be less bumpy."

[ooc: Mike is here for she who is mentioned!]

seeks_truth

Cassandra had not been this nervous about Garik since around this time last year, and she hated it fiercely. She had done nothing wrong. Garik's opinions might have been wrong, but he, too, had done nothing wrong. There was absolutely no reason for their association to feel as tenuous and fragile as it now did, and yet: it did.

Naturally, she arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes early, wearing clothes she had switched out several times before finally saying to Hell with it and settling on a nice long eggplant sweater and loose trousers, hair loose, and... dithering. Largely with the hair, which got in the way and was irritating on so many levels. Why had she bothered? It was far more practical to keep it up.

Maker. And she was still standing outside the restaurant and Garik hadn't even shown up yet. How was she supposed to make it through the evening?

[[ cass is here for the one mentioned. taste of thai is open for other business too, though! ]]

fewer_explosions

Oh Goddess oh Goddess oh Goddess oh Goddess--

It was a miracle Liara had found the presence of mind to locate a restaurant that would suit her mother's tastes, let alone get there in time to secure a table. She had dropped items she was holding twice already out of sheer nerves - let alone ruminations on the ramifications that her mother's presence on a planet that was not yet spacefaring would have--

What didn't exactly help her nervous state of mind was the fact that every other person at the table did not seem in the least bit ruffled by anything that was going on. Not that they should be... ruffled. Except they should be. This was a strange and bizarre dinner and Liara should have never blurted out her invitation to this event to anyone, let alone several individuals.

She shoved a breadstick in her mouth before she blurted out something else - like Goddess or how have you been, Caius?

Her mother just smiled, like the strange, ethereal creature that she was and Liara could never aspire to be like in any capacity.

[[ liara is here for caius, yeul and her mother, but taste of thai is open for all your other thai food needs ]]

justwantedfriends

Kira was trying not to be nervous as she and Johnny got settled at their table. It wasn't like this was a serious date - Johnny went on tons of dates - but that was also the problem because he was clearly an expert dater, while Kira was on date number three or four of her life. Still, she was feeling pretty cute today, which went a long way to getting her to stay smiling.

"Have you eaten here before? I feel like I should have tried every place once by now, but I really haven't," she said.

[For the date!]

so_hawkward

For the first time in a while, Clint and Kitty were having a nice, quiet start to the week, with no threatening messages or running around in a foreign country trying not to get ninjaed to death. Going out to dinner together wasn't as much about celebrating that fact as it was about simply enjoying it.

"Why do all the good things on the menu have like, four peppers next to them?" he asked as they looked over the menus. "I just want to eat something good without burning my face off."

[For the lady!]

locointhecoco

Pinkie had known it was love the first minute she saw him there in the park.

The teal deer didn't have the right kind of sentience to really recognize or appreciate love, but he was well into the fact that Pinkie Pie was very, very bad at shutting up.

". . . So then I said 'That's not my leg!' and the next thing I knew, we were engaged to be married!" She held the door open, her pupils turning to soppy hearts as she watched her new beau make his way into the restaurant. They never broke eye contact. "And, well, you should have seen the gang back in Ponyville trying to get me out of that one. It required, let's see. . . . Twilight's magic; Rarity's gift for fashion; three barrels of apples from Sweet Apple Acres; Fluttershy's badger friends; Discord, Lord of Chaos; Spike's dragon frenemies; Princess Luna; seventeen cherries; six timberwolves; a rubber ducky. . . ."

[eeeeeeeeeeeestablishy, as I just about to run off to my own Friday evening dinner appointment. The romance had to continue somehow.]

graveyardwolf.livejournal.com

Isaac didn't really actually need an excuse to take Isabelle out, but having one was a nice buffer for their whatever-the-hell-the-term-was kids called casual dating these days. So thanks for being a complete and utter douchebag, Chuck.

"Don't judge me if I order half the menu," Isaac said to Isabelle. "The full moon's this week."

It was sort of like PMS in the way that it made Isaac slightly grumpy and caused him to eat everything in sight.

[For the date! Up early for timezones and, you know, because I felt like it]

willbethenight.livejournal.com

Yes, today was Labor Day and that meant no working for Bruce Wayne, Successful Business Tycoon. On the other hand, he could take a stroll around the empty businesses and evaluate locations for an office. Due to space issues, this meant that his options were essentially up and down Godiva Street. He did appreciate the thought of the office and the hotel having the Rocky Bits between them, and it would be near the abandoned warehouses, where any criminals who might end up in Fandom were likely to appear.

Deciding he was satisfied with him options, Bruce stopped over at Taste of Thai for a late lunch and a quick review of his options.

But again, this still wasn't 'work.' It was just how Bruce Wayne spent his off hours.

[OOC: The workers here have no union, so Taste of Thai is open!]

throughaphase

Clint and Kitty had made it to their first anniversary, officially. No more rounding up to it. Part of Kitty thought she shouldn't be surprised, since they were actually pretty good at dealing with things together, but when the last year had involved a variety of transformations, one psycho religious fanatic, tracksuited bros, a nightmare dungeon, fangirl-ordered cheating, freaking Madripoor, a sharknado and now winged vampires, among other things, she thought they should get to pat themselves on the back. And also, be amazed that they were still alive.

So tonight they were going to have night out, which meant Clint got her in a dress that really could have been longer except what was the fun in that, and they could have a nice normal date.

Albeit one where after the waitress took their orders, Kitty still said, "I'm reall glad nothing's trying to kill us today."

[For the fellow celebrator/ee!]

fewer_explosions

There was absolutely no reason to feel nervous.

There was absolutely no reason to feel nervous.

There was absolutely no reason to feel nervous.

"By the Goddess," Liara sighed, waiting outside the dorms roughly ten minutes earlier than she and Karolina had actually arranged. She was wearing a yellow sun dress with a jacket, and she was facepalming. "I am an awkward fool."

There was absolutely no reason to feel nervous.

There was absolutely no reason to...

[[ for the girl! though you're free to make use of taste of thai, too ]]

imablackwidowbaby

Fact: Natasha needed dinner. Other fact: Natasha couldn't cook. Well, she could microwave things and make eggs. That was about it. Cooking was simply not part of the standard assassin skill set, and she'd never been anything else, so there had never been opportunity for her to learn. And the SHIELD cafeteria was open twenty-four hours a day.

But now? Takeout. Lots of takeout, and thank goodness that for such a tiny island this place had a decent selection of restaurants. Today she felt like Thai, so she headed over there and placed an order for dinner--plus enough to reheat for lunch and dinner tomorrow. Mmm. Noodles.

((Open restaurant is open!))

willbethenight.livejournal.com

After a night of relative quiet, Bruce was out again tonight. This time, though, it was a perfectly innocent follow-up date with a very nice, socially active girl he met at Three Minute Dates. Surely they would just talk about charity work and trying to make the world a better place. Surely there was no way that could possibly lead to anything other than the helping people.

Bruce waited for Britta at the Thai place, unaware that he was about to have a date with the Anti-him, and that if the date did lead anyplace, the world could potentially be in danger.

[OOC: ... in danger of sexiness. For The Worst.]

angelo_wings

Even with no school, this had been a ridiculously busy week for Rinoa, what with ~~fighting with~~ breaking up with Squall since he was being a jerk, and then finding out Seifer was coming here, now, and letting him take her out to lunch. Which may or may not be a date, depending. It was a little soon to be dating but she could totally date if she wanted to, thank you very much.

This probably wasn't a date, and that was why she had a very casual sort of dress on. Nice, but not fancy or anything. So!

So. Here they were, at Taste of Thai. She should not be nervous about being on a not-a-date with her ex-boyfriend, should she?

"The sesame delight is good," she said, helpfully.

(for the ex, but open for anyone else who wants Thai!)

Current Mood: amused

swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com

Dolf had a date.

A date. A date. A... ...he hadn't gotten nervous when he'd spoken to Cally earlier this week, but that had been normal. At the reserves. Which was normal. Unlike this, with him wearing... his best sweater (he didn't exactly have many) and jeans, dithering outside of the restaurant about ten minutes early because he was afraid he'd miss her or something.

But. Thai food. Nice girl that he could talk to. That... would end well, right? And it wasn't like they hadn't been talking for ages before anyway, and...

He really needed to stop thinking, or he was going to drive himself insane.

[[ dolf is here for one, but taste of thai is open as always ]]

justhisblogger.livejournal.com

So to be quite frank, John still didn't have a clue what was going on this weekend, beyond that he had, er, associated with rather a lot more attractive women than he was used to. It was such an association (though on the innocent end of the spectrum, darting glances notwithstanding) that brought him to the Thai restaurant tonight.

It was, after all, one of the places where he and Sherlock had most of their dinners. (Well, half of the time John had dinner, and Sherlock stared at walls, frowning until he had an answer to something, but it was the thought that counted.)

Now, all he needed was the attractive woman in question, peculiar as she might have been. He waited at the door for the occasion.

[[ john's here for one, but the restaurant is always open ]]

shyest-eyes.livejournal.com

Hinata was… Hinata was fairly certain that her brief respite yesterday—in that her father had merely requested that she lead them to their room and then left her to her own devices—was going to come to a halt.

Right about… now.

With lunch, apparently, as she studied the menu and hoped that this wouldn't be a disaster.

Hinata was eternally optimistic.

[Mainly for the family, but open if you wish!]

steel-not-glass.livejournal.com

Cindy had taken care to dress nicely for her office hours, since she had planned to head directly to the restaurant after she closed up her office. "Table for two," she told the hostess on duty. "I made a reservation for Perrault?"

Hardly necessary, to be sure, but after the last dinner debacle when she couldn't get food from a restaurant for love nor money, Cindy wasn't taking any chances. She was more than gracious when the hostess excused herself to make sure the table was ready. If it wasn't, Cindy didn't want to know.

Comparing this dinner to any of the meals shared with Crane was almost a reflex, but Cindy shoved those thoughts out of her head completely. The last thing she wanted was to ruin what was sure to be a lovely evening with thoughts of Paris.

A moment later, the hostess returned, all smiles, saying the table was ready. Fabulous!

[Cindy is here on her date, but the restaurant is public and open.]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Okay, so. Dinah had slept in, then lazed around the cabin today. And Dinah and Momoko had been planning to have dinner at Taste of Thai, then head out to Baltimore.

Not so much, now.

[for

heromaniac but open if you happen to be wanting Thai. Woe.]

wwiii

Fortunately, Warren hadn't found himself afflicted with Fandom's unique sense of humor today, and so he didn't have to worry about carting an annoying third party along with him to dinner this evening. As it stood, he was pleased to have Karla all to himself tonight, thank you, without a small horde of people tossing in their two cents at inopportune moments during the conversation.

And just to be certain that it would stay that way, he might have paid extra in advance to make certain that the tables near theirs were going to be empty, too.

Warren was thoughtful that way.

"So," he said, smiling as he pulled a chair out for Karla, "pineapple curry, hm?"

[For the date, of course, but if you have a taste for Thai, it is an open restaurant.]

boho-to-be.livejournal.com

Christian was at the restaurant he and Ariel had agreed on early -- he'd never keep a lady waiting. He carried a nosegay with stems wrapped in paper and had a partial manuscript tucked into one pocket, just behind the more practical notebook they'd need to talk. he was sure there'd be plenty of "talking" tonight; for one, he could not wait to tell Ariel how much her poem had meant to him.

He read the menu as he waited. The scents coming from inside the restaurant were delightful; he didn't know what many of the listed ingredients were, but he had faith that they'd taste as good as they smelled.

[OOC:For Ariel, though it's an open restaurant! Up early because it can be.]

weldedtomyspine

"And here I thought the most important thing to celebrate was the end of classes," Jaime laughed, holding the door open for Dinah. "And here it turns out you're all grown up and stuff."

Or, well, something.

He was going to have to be careful not to overplay things... he only had to keep her distracted for a while before innocently leading her to Caritas, after all.

[For, well, the one. No, not Neo, the other one.]

weldedtomyspine

Jaime managed to make it all the way from the dorms to the restaurant without A) getting lost, B) blurting out anything too idiotic sounding, or C) doing something else embarrassing. That totally counted as a win. Also a win? He'd remembered to make a reservation for the night. Not that he'd been sure he needed it, but one disastrous date with Traci had been enough to ensure that he always got a reservation. Just in case.

"So, wait," Jaime managed around a laugh as he looked over at the girl on his arm. "You did what to the 'gators?"

[For the girl, but if anyone else wants Thai food...]

bitchprince

Arthur had been succesfully distracting himself with thoughts of the general ridiculousness (and hilarity) of introducing dating as a cultural practice back in Camelot on the way to the restaurant. Images of noblewomen waiting in a long line outside watering holes waiting for a gentleman caller to arrive - would be downright perverted if spoken aloud, probably.

By the time he got there, that had faded away to an endless litany of statements along the lines of how the concept of being nervous was completely unapplicable and he was to cease it right now since there was absolutely no reason to be nervous. Man up, Arthur, it was Merlin of all people; his idea of having a good time was having a cuddle with a puppy followed by a fresh piece of bread for dinner and maybe an old fish if he was lucky.

Possibly ending in a flail about the mud, in complete disregard for the disgraceful state of his haircut (because how else were you going to explain the bowl?).

Being no afficianado of any of these activities, Arthur came to the realisation that this was not a smart track to go on if he was to dispell himself of the ridiculous notion that was any kind of anxiety on his part. He resolved to take it out on the waitstaff instead, and settled in to wait.

Considering his spectacularly bad habits, Arthur wouldn't be surprised if Merlin had gotten sidetracked by a patch of daisies along th--

Okay, still not helping. (Coincidentally, what also didn't help was that he was at least two lines of the clock early, but Arthur would kill you if you said anything)

[[ the blond is here for the ears, but the Thai food is here for anyone needing some ]]

shiroi_tiger

While the original plan had been for a night of drinking and just generally shooting the shit with Tyler and Ghanima, two things had occurred to Nathan.

First, that there were a wealth of places in town that weren't likely to be inundated with students on a Saturday evening, and that if they were going to be having an adults' night out, they might want to avoid the bar.

And second, that he was hungry, there was a place in town that served Thai cuisine, and that he'd never actually eaten Thai food.

He was feeling particularly adventurous this evening, and so he had flagged down his drinking buddies for the evening and redirected them to the Taste of Thai, where they could get just as drunk on Singha as they might have on whiskey elsewhere. Ah, multiculturalism.

"Now," he said, looking at this evening's partners in crime, "I suppose it boils down to figuring out the difference between the green and the matsamun curry..."

[For the partners in crime, though open for all of your Thai food needs.]

a-demosthenes.livejournal.com

As she settled into a chair across the table from Chuck, it might have almost seemed like a normal night where there weren't mutant alligators outside that they had somehow, probably narrowly, missed entirely.

As normal as a day that involved Valentine being on a date could be, anyway.

She seemed to be doing well in acting like it was normal, too. She'd researched, a little, on how people usually dressed on dates, and followed the advice, and she was holding off on pointing out weak spots on the alligators that she and Dr. Brennan ~~may have~~ found earlier during the necropsy.

"So," she said, perhaps taking the normalcy a bit too far in seeming completely calm about the fact that there were alligators outside as she opened a menu (but that part wasn't exactly intentional), "I've never actually had Thai before, I don't think..."

[[ Valentine's with her daaaaate, of course, but the restaurant is open for all your Thai food needs. Assuming you can get past the gators. ]]

gods-gymnast.livejournal.com

Showing up a few minutes early wasn’t a bad thing, right? Right! It wasn’t like she had anything better to do, after a day spent mostly reading and being vaguely weirded out by the fact that enough people had magic here for there to be a club.

And vaguely, almost guiltily wondering if she was supposed to go, because Jeanne had power. But Maron didn’t, and it was Maron who was determinedly attempting to be a completely normal girl thank-you-very-much. Which would be why she’d not gone, and was now doing the perfectly normal thing of waiting for her friend to show up so they could do dinner.

Yay dinner!

[Maron is here for Shilo, but the restaurant is open for any of your other Thai needs.]

not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com

Waiting for Tyler to arrive, Tony was at least keeping himself busy by chatting up one of the waitresses.

Learned his lesson?

...probably never. But he could at least buy Tyler a glass of Mae Khong to make up for it.

[[For that guy, but open for your Thai needs!]]

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

It had been way too long since Angela had done Thai, and the fact Hannibal had never had it made this a great choice as far as she was concerned. Could have done without the walk through the freezing cold to get to the place, but even then she didn't really care all that much she couldn't really feel her face and hands.

You might get the impression she was looking forward to tonight.

"I still can't believe you've never had this," she said. "So deprived."

[[Angela's there with Hannibal, obviously, but it's a public place and open for whatever Thai food needs people might have!]]

crazypilotman.livejournal.com

After ~~handwavily~~ asking Abby Irene to dinner earlier during the day, Murdock met her at the apartment and escorted her down to the restaurant.

The candles that were everywhere seemed perfect and he couldn't stop grinning.

"So how did you like the holiday?"

(Murdock's here with Abby Irene, but Thai place is open for all your dinner needs.)

(and I swear I can do html code. *headdesk* nobody saw nuthin', 'k?)

Current Mood: giddy

montecito-east.livejournal.com

Mary got to the restaurant a little early and picked out a nice, quiet table in the corner. While she waited for Rusty to join her, she mentally rehearsed "safe" conversation topics. It was anyone's guess how long she could last on a date without mentioning family, legal problems or any ex-boyfriends.

[[Mary's expecting someone, but Taste of Thai is open for all your food needs.]]

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

Claire did her best not to get to the restaurant too early, but waiting to leave -- and how late did rehearsals run, anyhow? -- was making her go nuts in her room. After she changed her outfit for the fifth time (settling on a black jersey dress, orange sweater, tights, boots, hair down) she made a final face at herself in the mirror and started the walk into town, just so she'd have a place to be.

She claimed a booth at the restaurant and ordered a Thai iced coffee because it was like liquid crack. She sketched idly on the placemat with crayons left from someone's kid's menu as she waited, watching the entrance for Cal.

[OOC: Up early for SP. Comment notifications are FAIL.]

pieandcoffee.livejournal.com

"Well this certain looks good," Dale said holding open the door for Charlotte. "And a new place to eat on the island to boot. I predict a fabulous meal."

[Dale is here for

perfectmissyork though the post is open for anyone else who wishes to use it.]

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