For Belgium

[deutschemann]

[He arrived an hour early before the promised time despite spending all night reading on manuals about what to do on dates. He's learned from his past experiences and made sure the books he got had some credibility. So now he's wearing something comfortable and less formal. Just a simple brown coat, beige dress shirt, light brown slacks, and clean cut loafers.]

[He's also holding a small present which he keeps inside his pants pocket for later. No flowers, nothing too big. He wouldn't want to give too much of an impression. No, never again. Hopefully, this time it would go well without any misunderstandings.]

Comments

[bellabelgium]

Not everyone likes regular beer... Some like it lighter. Some like it darker. Some like hints of other flavors. Some like ales. Some like lagers. And why not experiment and have fun with it?

[ The waiter comes and she smiles at him once more, thanking him sweetly as he puts her plate down in front of her. It all looks hot, fresh and delicious. ]

[deutschemann]

It's fine to experiment with it. Beer could be made without its original ingredients. There's even beer without alcohol. What matters is that the best beer is always made in my house.

[Germany tells it like it is while he picks up his utensils and starts cutting into his meatballs.]

[bellabelgium]

[ And she's digging into her potato salad. Quite good. ]

Whatever you say, dear.

[ She's got food now so teasing him has dropped on her priority list. She's gotta taste, gotta judge, gotta indulge in her meal. She's never been one to not appreciate food of any kind. ]

This is pretty good. Very authentic.

[deutschemann]

[He takes a bite of his own, and it does really taste like home. The meatballs taste good and the potatoes are amazing. He mashes them first before scooping them.]

[He isn't one to talk with his mouth full so it gets quiet between the two of them.]

[But he looks at her ribbon again, and tiny smile sort of tugs at the corner of his mouth, except it ends up looking like some kind of weird face twitch.]

[bellabelgium]

[ She doesn't mind the silence. Her brother is actually the same way. She east quietly, comfortable with the silence but she does glance up to see that face twitch. ]

Everything okay?

[deutschemann]

[He reverts back to his usual face, swallowing his bite of potatoes.]

What do you mean?