[...is that what they say? Mettaton had never heard that before! He always assumed dinner was reserved for closer in the night, but if that was the case, then there were no issues!
Mentally, he made a note of that. Haha! And to think he always thought it was only pizza on bagels that were allowed at any time of the day! What a wonderful thing to learn.
But Papyrus is leaving him (tragically) to change, so MTT leans himself up against the wall and puts a hand to his head, thumb to his "ear" and pinkie to his mouth.]
Morning, darling, it's Mettaton. ...Yes, everything is fine, thank you. I just need to request a table for two at, let's saaaaay, 1pm. ...Mhmm... Ahahah, oh! 'fraid that's a secret, darling. But you know that when I say that I'm requesting a table, that means the restaurant needs to be empty. ...Yes, of course. I'm sure they'll be furious. Just let them know that it's an emergency! They can get their tables rebooked when I'm not there. ...Mmhmm. ...Well, if it's that inconvenient to them, we have our Burger Emporium right there. They can go next door. It's just as fine an establishment! The steaks have my face on them!!
...Yes. Yes, alright. Thank you, darling. ...Haha, you have a sparktacular day as well. Oh! And make sure we have someone playing the piano. And candles! And rose petals!! And- and one of those champagne fountains with the cups in the shape of my hips! This needs to be the most impressive of dinners we've ever had!! Everyone's jobs is on the line here! I'm talking romantic atmosphere so intense that we could put it on the menu and eat it!!
[When did he start swooning and kicking his leg up onto the banister?]
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Mentally, he made a note of that. Haha! And to think he always thought it was only pizza on bagels that were allowed at any time of the day! What a wonderful thing to learn.
But Papyrus is leaving him (tragically) to change, so MTT leans himself up against the wall and puts a hand to his head, thumb to his "ear" and pinkie to his mouth.]
Morning, darling, it's Mettaton. ...Yes, everything is fine, thank you. I just need to request a table for two at, let's saaaaay, 1pm. ...Mhmm... Ahahah, oh! 'fraid that's a secret, darling. But you know that when I say that I'm requesting a table, that means the restaurant needs to be empty. ...Yes, of course. I'm sure they'll be furious. Just let them know that it's an emergency! They can get their tables rebooked when I'm not there. ...Mmhmm. ...Well, if it's that inconvenient to them, we have our Burger Emporium right there. They can go next door. It's just as fine an establishment! The steaks have my face on them!!
...Yes. Yes, alright. Thank you, darling. ...Haha, you have a sparktacular day as well. Oh! And make sure we have someone playing the piano. And candles! And rose petals!! And- and one of those champagne fountains with the cups in the shape of my hips! This needs to be the most impressive of dinners we've ever had!! Everyone's jobs is on the line here! I'm talking romantic atmosphere so intense that we could put it on the menu and eat it!!
[When did he start swooning and kicking his leg up onto the banister?]