[closed] mother told me, yeah she told me, I'd meet girls like you

[mulletrock]

Who: Dean, Syrena, and maybe Sam a little later.
What: Dinner, a show, and a sleep over.
Where: A sushi joint and an old fashioned club thing.
Warnings: IDK. Don't think so.

[True to his word Dean pulls up in the truck as close to the pier as he can get because he knows Syrena's not gonna want to walk very far.

He leaves the truck and keeps the keys in his hand. He's got some clothes from Buffy and some flip flops under the other room.]

Fins? You around?

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[seaphonic]

<sub>[As soon as they got closer, she was overwhelmed by the smell of fish. Fish. Dean was going to give her fish.

Although she keeps quiet, the excitement, if not absolute wonder of the whole situation is plain to see on her face as she sat down in the booth, staring wide-eyed at everything around her. When the menu was handed to her, all she did was look at it, fingers splayed across it as she looked at the colorful pictures.]</sub>

There is fish here.

_{[She could smell them. So many fish.]}

But these are not fish. What is this thing, with the strange pictures? What place is this? What is this? _{[She touched the table, moving to glance underneath it, popping back up just as quickly.]} This is so strange!

[mulletrock]

[Dean chuckles hoarsely in his throat and opens her menu up to show the pictures.]

It's fish, alright. It's just not alive for you to catch and it's done up with some other food. We could probably just get the sampler and let you go crazy with it.

[seaphonic]

_{[She nods in agreement, perhaps a little more excited and animated than she usually is. This is new and admittedly really neat. Curiosity has clearly gotten the best of her.]}

I want it. I want to try.

[mulletrock]

When the waiter comes by and asks what we'll be havin' just ask for the sampler. He'll want your drinks first though. Have you ever had soda?

[He's gotta ask. She didn't like whiskey but that was too strong for a lot of girls.]

[seaphonic]

Soda?

_{[Clearly the answer is no.]}

[mulletrock]

I'm startin' to think bein' a mermaid sucks.

[She hasn't experienced anything.]

When you ask for the platter do yourself a favor and ask for a cherry coke too.

[seaphonic]

It does not suck.

_[Affronted!]

I will.

[mulletrock]

You sure about that?

[seaphonic]

Certain of it.

[mulletrock]

I'll take your word for it.

[It's not too long before a waitress stops by, Dean appreciates the view, and she asks "What'll you be having?"

He waits for Syrena to respond so she can get the experience.]

[seaphonic]

_{[It takes a moment for Syrena to stop staring at the girl and speak.]}

The sampler. _[Pause.] And cherry coke.

[mulletrock]

[The waitress looks at him and Dean appreciates the sushi restaurant uniforms for half a second before he looks back over to Syrena.]

We'll be sharing the platter and I'll have a cherry coke too.

[The waitress nods and goes off to get their drinks. He can't wait to see the look on Syrena's face when they bring it out and she gets to try it.]

[seaphonic]

_{[Syrena, unsurprisingly, can't really seem to wait either. She's still glancing at the containers filled with strange liquids and the sticks on the table that they each have a pair of. Each thing is examined and placed back as she sits, hungry, hair still damp.]}

Do you eat fish often?

[mulletrock]

Not really.

[Dean pulls the wrapper off until it was on the tip, put the plastic in his mouth and shot it at her with a puff of air before sticking it in his drink, a grin on his face.]

I stick to the stuff you find on land, but that doesn't mean I don't like it. Just don't usually get it.

[Gas station fish sandwiches weren't really something you could trust and he tried to go through Long John Silver's when he could but that wasn't very often.]

[seaphonic]

_{[Drinks brought out, Syrena is startled when the straw wrapper is shot her way, her eyes going wide and hands lifting up to shield herself to no avail. When she catches the grin all she can do is frown, confused, but her attention is soon turned away from the injustice and to whatever Dean just stuck in his drink.]}

I will catch you a fish.

_{[It's said very seriously. She'll catch him whatever he wants. It's not hard for her, after all.]}

What is that, in the drink?

[mulletrock]

[Dean doesn't usually use straws if he can help it but he figures it's necessary for the lesson.]

It's called a straw. Helps you drink without gettin' any on yourself. I'm not crazy about 'em but I figured I'd give you some tips.

[He brings the straw to his lips and sucks some of the cherry coke up into his mouth. He swallows.]

Your turn.

[seaphonic]

<sub>[She gives him another look before reaching for her straw, pulling it out of the wrapper and sticking it into the glass. Placing the end between her lips she sucked lightly, eyes wide when the liquid found its way into her mouth so suddenly.

It was sweet and bubbly. Completely new.]</sub>

It bubbles in my throat.

[mulletrock]

[Dean just grins. It's hard not to get sucked into enjoying her experiencing every new piece of life. Everything she knows is at the bottom of the ocean.]

Besides the bubbles what do you think?

[seaphonic]

It is sweet. I do not taste sweet things often.

[mulletrock]

Free refills. If you finish that glass and want another, just ask.

[Dean leans forward and takes another sip out of his own glass, reaching over to touch her wrist.]

You're okay with all this right? I just wanna be sure. Since you're not gonna make it back to the ocean until morning.

[seaphonic]

_{[Was she okay with it? Well, for the moment being yes. She'd made a decision and was sticking by it. It would be a whole new experience, an adventure of sorts. The concern is, well, it's appreciated, and when he touches her wrist she can't help but stare at his fingers. He's already gone out of his way to help her and he trusts her enough to not think she's going to eat him alive, the most she can do is trust him in return to not leave her stranded or sell her away to pirates or worse.]}

...I will admit that I am not sure what to expect, but I will be okay. You are kind to me.

[mulletrock]

[Dean can't help but smile a little at that and it's as close to a genuine one as you can get from him. Not quite reaching his eyes but enough that it's noticeable that it touched him.

He pulls his hand back when the platter gets sat down in front of them, with two paper bound chop sticks on either side for them to use.]

Thanks.

[He gives the waitress a wink and she walks away feeling pretty pleased with herself. He's still got it.

Dean glances down at the platter and the variety of fish rolled into rice and seaweed and his brows lift.]

I don't even know the names of all these.

[seaphonic]

<sub>[It's then Syrena decides she likes Dean's smile - his actual smile, not a lewd teasing grin. It was nice to look at.

When the platter is set before them, Syrena immediately eyes it curiously. It smells like fish, but it certainly doesn't look like fish. Naturally, she's a bit skeptical.]</sub>

This is fish? Are you sure?

[mulletrock]

Pretty sure.

[Dean doesn't seem convinced but he picks up a California roll and pops it into his mouth using his hands and completely ignoring the chopsticks.]

Okay, your turn.

[seaphonic]

<sub>[After a moment of hesitation she reaches out with her own fingers to take one of the rolls and stuff it in her mouth.

Clearly, she likes it, for it doesn't take her long to reach for another.]</sub>