Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150905195607/@comment-27226023-20150907073010

'((But Calli loves talking about food. :( Also yeah this is a bohemian styled cozy little nook so the menu options are going to be a bit more casual))'

Calli grimaced sensing the awkardness in the air. She wanted to chew on something to ease her anxiety away but fairy well couldn't do that in front of Quinn.

Then she reconsidered her option. She didn't feel to keen eating finger food especially regarding her habits so she decided to go with a butter based pasta instead. That would be the safer route. Also this establishment was getting all its attention for their carbonara dish.

"I'm getting carbonara," Calli said. Then she snapped her menu shut smiling stiffly. She started manipulating the smoke streaming from the incense sticks, shifting their amorphous curling into definite shapes of carribou, coyotes, eagles...

"So I've been meaning to ask you..." Calli began completely unaware to what this question might evolve into "How long have you been into creating robotics?"

She wondered if Quinn would know what she meant. Those strange robotics that she would see wandering the school in her late night escapades of exploring when she should be asleep in her dorm.

Calli had also witnessed Quinn occassionally tinkering away at these entitites with proficient skill. It was only curiosity that Calli brought this up. Why did Quinn create such things?

Also...

''Crap. I suck at small talk. Why?''

As someone who was more use to actions than words Calli wasn't sure how to present conversation. Most of the time when she did it was cracking jokes at the expense of others, gossip, and bragging about the horrible things she had done to people. So naturally Calli had assumed to touch on a topic that would genuinely interest Quinn so she could get her to feel more comfortable.

''((My sister's fiance made this dish when they were visiting. It was amazing. carbonara is an Italian pasta dish with egg and bacon based sauce))''