i-darkstar-x asked:

(( Continue?)) Planar nodded, and held out a hoof for her. "Very well then, shall we?"

insaneparadoxandthewalkingdead answered:

Yes

[i-darkstar-x]

Planar smiled a little, and led her to the diner she had designated, ignoring the shocked stares from the ones who had dared him. “Is this it?” He asked when they arrived.

[paradoxlosttimelord]

Yep

[i-darkstar-x]

Planar nodded, and entered, holding the door open for her.

[paradoxlosttimelord]

She walked in sitting at a both

[i-darkstar-x]

Planar followed her and say across from her in the booth, and picked up his menu, glancing at it briefly before putting it back down.

[paradoxlosttimelord]

She already knew what she wanted

[i-darkstar-x]

Planar smiled at Guardian. “Do you know what you want to eat?”

[paradoxlosttimelord]

Yep

[i-darkstar-x]

"What?" Planar asked, still unsure what he wanted to eat.

[paradoxlosttimelord]

Salad

[i-darkstar-x]

Planar nodded. “Salad, I think I’ll go for that as well.” He said, the signaled a waiter, and gave him his and Guardian’s dinner orders.

[paradoxlosttimelord]

So was that your friends back theee

[i-darkstar-x]

“‘Friends’ is a very generous definition.” Planar said. “I inherited my father’s company, and those 'friends’ of mine are major stock holders, so I have to endure their young adult stupidity and cockiness.” He sighed, placing the rhombicuboctahedron on the table, glancing at it every few seconds.