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[ventoaureo]

"You've reached Giorno Giovanna. I apologize if I cannot get to you for some unforeseen reason, but duty does call. State your business, and if I deem it worthy, I might just reply."

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[ventoaureo]

Its the closest thing I have to home here. It gets quite lonely when you don't have your companions with you.

You told me earlier you had a friend from home. Who is she, may I ask?

[callmeimouto]

....I understand that feeling.

[her brother isn't here and she misses him a lot.]

Oh. Her name is Kuroneko, some girl that likes to claim she's a servant of darkness when she's not at all.

[ventoaureo]

You do? How so?

[Kuroneko...that sounds like someone he would want to avoid at all costs from the get go.]

She sounds like a wonderful person already. [He's lying through his teeth.]

[callmeimouto]

[Oh! At that she just shakes her head.]

Ah, don't worry about it! And..... that girl, she's pretty annoying all the time.

[ventoaureo]

...do they constantly do something that gets on your nerves? I have a friend like that...

[He chuckles a bit. Mista's whole "the number four is a death wish" gets tiresome on him.]

[callmeimouto]

Of course! She's just as annoying as the outfits she wears.

[...She finds them cute, actually, but she'll ever tell her that!!]

[ventoaureo]

And what's wrong with her outfits, may I ask? Do they have a certain flair to them?

[He looks down at his own shirt and pants. And his pointy shoes. Yeah, fashion.]

[callmeimouto]

Not a flair, they're totally horrible and reflect her equally gross personality.

[she huffs.]

[ventoaureo]

...hm? You don't like her much if you talk so bad about her. Are you sure there's nothing going on between you two?

[He leans in, looking at her face. Let's see how she reacts...]

[callmeimouto]

[SHE'S HER BEST FRIEND

BUT REFUSES TO ADMIT.]

We're fine. We're friends but we just don't get along a lot.

[ventoaureo]

Then...wouldn't you two...not be friends in that case? Ah, I'll try to stop understanding then.

...for now, at least. Restaurant. [He points so fabulously in the direction they're walking in.]

[callmeimouto]

Right, restaurant.

[She watches him point fabulously and she actually smiles a bit at that.]

What's with the moves? You some sort of drama star?

[ventoaureo]

...hm? Oh, I do this naturally. I've noticed it bothers other people, but I honestly don't mind.

[Naturally drawn to him, he meant to say.]

People often mistake me for some sort of fashion model, actually. It's...quite odd.

[callmeimouto]

Hey now, I'm the fashion model here.

[She smiles at him and then just walks ahead of him.]

I'm just lacking cameras here for a proper photo-shoot.

[ventoaureo]

Really? I had a feeling you were, your looks sure are stunning to some men.

[Implications?! No. With Giorno, there's hardly room for that.]

...Hm. Cameras... [Don't mind him closing his eyes in thought here.]

[callmeimouto]

[Huh.... another compliment. She's starting to get used to them at least, so instead of yelling at him she just shrugs.]

Are cameras important to you or something?

[ventoaureo]

Hm? Oh, no, I was just thinking to myself.

[Tick tock...]

...if I were to find a camera, would it make you feel like you're more at home?

[callmeimouto]

Maybe.... why, will you really try and find one?

[ventoaureo]

If it will make you feel better, then you could show me some of your poses sometimes.

[...that came out way too creepy.]

...don't think of it that way, though.

[callmeimouto]

[She shakes her head a little at that.]

I know what you meant, jeez.

[ventoaureo]

[Shrug, in any case, he just walks ahead and plops himself down at a table.]

So, what foods do you prefer here?

[callmeimouto]

[She moves to sit too...]

I don't know, never been here. [well it be true. but she's looking at a menu.]

[ventoaureo]

Well, that's part of an answer. Are you a meat person, a vegetable person...?

[As for him, he already knows what he wants.]

[callmeimouto]

Doesn't really matter to me.

[she shrugs.]

Both?

[ventoaureo]

So neither or, I take it.

[He calls over a waiter, because hey, he's already ready.]

Octopus salad please, and if you could, bring me some chocolate pudding.