bakerstreet | what's your number?

[ This is the difference between the wealthy and the rest of the world.

...they get up to shit with far fewer worries. ]

S-says you. I'm always very cautious about these sorts of things!

[ Also it was girls. ]

[Yeeaaaah... Chie was definitely on the lower half of middle class.]

Look, I'm sorry. That was probably over the line, and I did ask.

[Man... does she just... attract all the lesbians or something? Is it because she's a tomboy? Granted, she doesn't actually know Umi's preference in partners, so such thoughts aren't actually going to come to mind.]

I've just... never even kissed a guy, you know?

[ Chie just seems to be catnip for long-haired beauties. ]

It's fine to have a, uh, healthy concern.

[ Just don't gotta make it sound like Umi doesn't know. ]

...you know, I haven't either. [ ...well she's not entirely into women but... ]

You never even kissed the guys you were with?! Damn! That's cold!

[Yeah, she's just kind of assuming here but you know... bisexuals and lesbians are not exactly a large demographic she's used to talking to?]

Kissed... guys...

[ It actually takes her a moment to math it out. ]

Oh! Oh, no, they were both girls, that's all. ...and the crushes I've had that I didn't go far enough to get a number with, but kissed. And...

None of the guys I've been interested in.

Huh?

[Did she just say...]

Oh... OH! Right! R-Right... Um...

[Well this is awkward... NOT THAT SHE'S JUDGING!!]

THAT'S TOTALLY FINE! If you like girls, that's totally cool! Girls are great! Many of my best friends are girls! I'm a girl!

[What the hell was she even saying now? This sounded like the kind of speech a racist would give to explain they're not racist? Was she homophobic? She's pretty sure she's not?]

Okay... this is awkward, I'm sorry. I just made a stupid assumption and feel like a jerk. Will you forgive me?

[ Not homophobic. Definitely... not exposed to a particular variety sexuality in her life. Umi just snorts a laugh at the sudden panic. ]

Oooh, that's fine, I know how it is.

[ Maybe slightly better if Chie didn't assume, but /looks at society. ]

You apologized right away, so I forgive you.

Well... thanks. I know it's not much but maybe I can treat you to a beefbowl or something sometime?

[She? She's a good pal. She'll even go on a not-date with her lesbian/bi friends.]

W-wow, how generous.

[ ...Umi feels like she should pay because reasons, but she won't turn down Chie's attempt at an apology either. ]

Or you could even try out kissing a girl sometime.

[ WINK. ]

Whoahohoho! Back it up girl! Just because I'm treating you to lunch doesn't mean this is a date that you can be expecting a kiss at the end of!

[She hasn't even kissed any guys yet, she doesn't exactly want her first kiss to be an incredibly awkward one where she's questioning her sexuality.]

You'd have to be buying me dinner, and it would have to be filet mignon bare minimum!

[... NOT THAT SHE IS GOING TO BE KISSING ANYONE ANYTIME SOON! OKAY?!]

[ That gets another laugh out of Umi. The first part does. Is that not how first kisses are supposed to go? ]

I'm just teasing you know.

...but I could manage that kind of date, too.

[ It'd probably eat up allowance like crazy, but she could do it. ]

Err...

[Uh oh... Chie's ultimate kryptonite! Keep it together Chie! Don't give up your principles or your first time just for the most tender amazing steak!]

I don't suppose you'd settle for something else from me? Like... a hug? Or a really friendly handshake?

[Gaawd she felt terrible for teasing all these cute lesbians who wanted to get with her.]

Ugh... a part of me is tempted to just say if you want to buy me a 12oz cut, I'll let you play with me like a bongo drum. Then the other part of me is screaming "STOP THAT YOU IDIOT!"

You have no idea how much of a steak fiend I am.

[ Umi's thought of 'play like a bongo' involves Chie's butt cheeks so maybe Umi needs to keep that one to herself. ...and it makes her wonder how nice Chie's ass is. ]

I wouldn't wanna pressure you, it's fine. We'd be better off getting that beefbowl and seeing how we get along from there.

[ Poor lesbians. ]

Ehehe... sorry. I sort of lose my head when prime cuts of meat are involved.

[Umi wasn't too far off the mark, although Chie was more talking about the upper portion of her anatomy.]

The only problem is I don't know of any beefbowl places around here. My go to back home is Aiya's, but somehow I think even her seemingly magical delivery would have a hard time reaching here.

Apparently. You're quite... passionate. About meat.

[ Chie's chest is probably lovely too, now that she doesn't actually mention it. ]

I wouldn't want you to let me do anything you don't like just for a few ounces of wagyu, though. That's getting dangerously close to prostitution.

[ Among other things. ]

We could just hang out for now though?

WH-WHOA! Don't get the wrong idea! It's just...

[Just what? That was literally what Chie was suggesting, even if she'd meant it mostly as a joke?]

Uuuugh, I swear I'm such an idiot sometimes!

You're very cute, you know.

[ And adorably sexually confused. ]

So it's easy to... to think that way, when you say these things. To get this little voice that I should try to take you up on that offer. ...just don't get too worked up over misspeaking either, though.

Jeez...

[She's kind of turtling into her sweater right about now.]

Look it's not prostitution if it's just like... a casual dare of a thing between friends, right? I don't believe you can get me a nice filet mignon dinner, you don't believe I can handle another girl's physical affections. We can just be proving each other wrong... right?

[That's... probably not 100% accurate, but she's trying to make reasonable excuses here since Umi seems intrigued enough to actually try it. A tiny part of Chie is a tiny bit curious as to what it might be like to have another girl interested in her. If she'd doing it for a reward, at least she's got an excuse if things are too weird she can just remind herself she got something out of this at least.]

[ But that... is just even cuter. ]

Then we should try getting to know each other a little better first. We're still... not exactly strangers, but new to each other, for dares like that, right?

Like names. I'm Umi Ryuuzaki.

[ That comes after hitting on a gal sometimes! ]

Good point!

[Yup, she's totally blushing about the fact that she was considering this before they even knew each other's names. Dammit, dammit, dammit, she was such a glutton for steak it really messed with her head!]

I'm Chie! Chie Satonaka! Nice to meet you Umi. Now if you'll excuse me... I'm going to go crawl under a rock in embarrassment.

[ Don't let people touch your boobs before you get their name. ]

Chie! Cute, I like it.

[ And she slips alongside Chie, looping their arms together. Despite Umi being a touch leggier on proportions (and Chie is by no means stocky to begin with) they seem to be just about the exact same height. ]

None of that. We have to go find something to do.

[Oh she definitely wouldn't have gotten that far without getting Umi's name. After all, there would still be dinner to discuss all kinds of things! Her name surely would have been the first thing Chie would ask if they sat down and had dinner, or that beefbowl lunch she'd offered earlier.]

Ehehehe... thanks?

[She was definitely a little surprised by Umi's proportions, since she had always thought of herself as more of the leggier kind of girl. So meeting someone who's legs seemed longer than the rest of her was... fascinating to say the least. The thing that really threw her for a loop was that it wasn't even like she was wearing high heels, that was just all natural?]

What? Something?

[Aw crap, she got caught up on trying to figure out the mechanics of Umi's legs and lost track of what was being said.]

Oh right! Um... You don't suppose there's a Denny's meme open or something, right?

[ Good girl! They better do things like talking normally at dinner. Or at least try to keep the awkward at bay.

Umi's slender, with long legs - but that doesn't doesn't mean they aren't strong. Growing up dancing and then picking up fencing as a teenager builds up lean muscle. Her thighs are rock hard if she flexes.

That's a lot of time spent thinking about another girl's legs Chie. ]

Nah, those only go up when it's the least convenient for me. We'll just have to go hunting, I think.

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