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A first date.

Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.

Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.

He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.

As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”

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“Jowi!” Monty grinned at him, throwing her arms around his neck. She had been looking forward to seeing him all day, taking off rehearsal early just to get ready. Of course, her coworkers were shocked when they heard the reason. Monty Crue never went on dates. She would have been late if not for her manager scaring away the group of nosy waitresses that had caught her as she was walking out the door. “I hope i haven’t kept you waiting long.”

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“Of course not.” He replied, taking her hand and kissing it, “I only just got here a few minutes ago. Shall we get to our seats?”

He held her hand as they walked over to confirm their arrival,

“Table for two, reservation under the name White.”

The waiter nodded, “Right this way, sir.”

They were led to their table, and were seated right away as they started to look at the menu.

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Monty was impressed. But she couldn’t help feeling a little nervous herself. The singer could feel eyes- men, entranced by her and women, full of jealousy- on her back. It almost made her pull a crystal out just to have it. “My, there’s so many choices!” She exclaimed, trying to hide it, “Ah, they even have cheesecake!”

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Jowi chuckled, nodding, “Yeah… I think I’ll order… hm… perhaps some curry… haven’t had that in a while….” he said, flipping through the menu himself, spotting the long list of desert items, “Wow… that’s a lot of chocolate…”

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“Yes, quite.” Monty replied quietly, flipping back to the entree section, “I’ve never had curry before, but I’ve heard it’s got a kick to it.” She glanced up from her menu. “Can you drink, Jowi? Wine, I mean.”

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“I usually don’t.” He replied, shrugging, “But I do occasionally have a glass of wine or two. And yeah, curry does have a bit of a punch, can be pretty spicy depending on the cook, and how you order it. I prefer mild, though.”

He felt at ease, but knew that his past made him a bit of a target for enemy stand users, and kept an eye out for anyone suspicious. He didn’t want this date ruined.

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