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[bellonaborn]

"Flatter myself? Why would I need to do that when I have you around?"

She squeezed back, picking up her pace to keep up with him. "Right... I forgot you never really stop eating, don't you? I want to eat so much that I can't even make it back to the room, Peter. Don't forget that. We'll veg out like crazy during the fireworks."

[peterparker]

"Because you're the one who complained over being flattered!" He reminded, but grinned right on through, with a fake roll of his eyes. "Women. Always changing their minds about everything."

It was... actually pretty fun, to hear her talking like this. Like a little kid. He'd seen it before, in glimpses, but otherwise Reyna tended to be pretty serious. She had a good sense of humor, and was sharp as a tack... but it was drier usually, a little more hidden.

This? This was nice.

"I never do stop eating, naw. I'll have to carry you out to the fireworks... while eating whatever leftovers you end up with when you totally cop out and can't finish your whole dinner."

[bellonaborn]

She rarely had reason to let loose like this. Being Praetor to an entire Legion of Romans, and constantly going through more and more partners in the process? Put a lot of stress on her. Plus, when your sister is Queen of the Amazons, it's hard to live up to her expectations too.

Let's not even talk about mom. So, Reyna makes a face at him, sticking out her tongue playfully, when he mentions her not wanting to be flattered earlier. "Like you ever listen," she quipped.

Nudging him a little, she took a faster stride to tug him along too. "Oh you're on. I'll finish my whole dinner AND dessert."

[peterparker]

...Peter's not 100% on how showing the Queen of the Amazons a picture of your boyfriend making a lopsided face is going to live up to anyone's expectations, but he trusts her on it.

No, he never wants to talk about Reyna's mom. He's not sure if a radioactive bug-boy who was Queens-bound was really her idea of ideal, either.

"I listen. Sometimes. I just forget more often." He defended, with another wide grin. He let her lead the way. "I'll finish my whole dinner, steal a bite of yours, and two desserts." Challenged. "BAM. Whatchya gonna do about that, Godgirl."

[bellonaborn]

Because Hylla will be happy for her, that's how. Regardless, Peter should just be thankful that he doesn't ever have to meet the Goddess of War and explain his romantic intentions with her daughter.

"I'll let you finish your dinner, a bite of mine and the two desserts. But you'd better be prepared for round two in the morning, which includes a continental breakfast."

[peterparker]

He could save Manhattan, keep a part-time job, and still manage to graduate with a 4.0... but explaining to anyone's mom what his 'romantic intentions' were? That just might have killed him.

"I thought round two would be back at the room, for midnight room service snack time?" Think big here, Reyna.

[bellonaborn]

"It might be. We'll see if you can even still look at food then."

Reyna smirked and pulled him into the chocolate shop, weaving through the crowd like a woman on a mission.

[peterparker]

"We will see."

He agreed, following her as she cut through the crowd.

A woman who really liked her chocolate. A woman after his own heart.

[bellonaborn]

Managing to get to the front of the crowd, she pointed at the dessert in the glass case and turned to raise an eyebrow at him. "That. Are you sure you can handle that?"

It was a pretty big portion, ganache and other chocolates alike, all in it.

[peterparker]

Peter pressed against her side to get a better vantage point, bending a little to squint at the view.

"...Oh. I can handle that. You up for helping me out some?"

[bellonaborn]

Reyna's ears might have been burning when he pressed against her side, but she pressed back, smirking. "I think I can help you out a little, I'll take pity on you."

[peterparker]

"That's so kind, Your Royal Manly Highness."

Hey... if she was going to be the Prince? She should own it.

"Okay, so we'll buy, eat, then head to dinner?"

[bellonaborn]

"I'm often told I'm very kind," she quipped, raising an eyebrow. "That sounds like a plan-- maybe hit up a ride or two before dinner..."

[peterparker]

"Which ones? Space Mountain is obvious. Not It's a Small World, though. I'm veto'ing that."

Not even a good makeout ride. Who could make out, with all those creepy puppets singing?

[bellonaborn]

"Haunted Mansion? Pirates of the Caribbean?"

Reyna adored it's a small world, but she knew that it wasn't worth fighting over.

[peterparker]

"Haunted Mansion."

He agreed. Those doom buggies? Always breaking down. Perfect makeout ride.

Disney? Was surprisingly romantic, he thought... then was kinda surprised by his own thought.

Maybe he'd keep that in mind, though. For the future. Especially considering the effect it had on Reyna.

[bellonaborn]

All the better, Reyna really wasn't fond of pirates after what had happened with them in her past-- But the ride was fun enough to at least suggest the possibility. Nudging him with her hip, she pulled some cash from her pocket and ordered that chocolate abomination. "This, then Haunted Mansion... Then dinner."

[peterparker]

"Sounds like a plan." And hey, far be it for him to argue with someone else paying. Giving her a smile of thanks, he offered his hand with some punctuation once they were all done.

"Ready to be spooked, Godgirl?"

[bellonaborn]

Reyna let him have most of the chocolate, not wanting to ruin her own dinner since she'd been looking forward to it herself. Laughing just a little as he offered his hand, she accepted it and stood up. "I don't know, maybe we'll have to switch roles for the ride so you can protect me from all those scary ghosts."

Totally just kidding.