The Beach, Friday Evening

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After Picking Naminé up from work, Valentine led her to the beach.

Blanket? Check. Picnic basket? Check. Sand? Check. Girl?

He checked.

Check.

This was going to be a lovely evening.

(For the girlfriend!)

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Naminé sat down on the blanket, laughing. "What shall we do first? Eat? Discuss the sunset? Build a sandcastle?"

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Valentine liked food. Food always came first.

Also, there's sand.

"Perhaps we ought to eat, first," he suggested, "so that our hands aren't covered in sand while we're trying to enjoy... whatever the cheese-grater packed."

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Naminé tucked her legs under her - which was much easier to do modestly when wearing jeans, and she was very tempted to wear them more often - and began peering into the picnic basket. "It seems we've got crackers, cheese, grapes, petit fours, little sandwiches with I'm not quite sure what in the middle ..."

She lifted out a bottle, laughing. "And some Chardonnay."

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Valentine couldn't help but laugh a little as well.

"Leave it to the cheese-grater to pack wine," he mused, then peered into the basket as well. "Hm. I'm curious about those mystery sandwiches..." He tilted his head thoughtfully. "But perhaps we ought to start with the grapes?"

To ensure maximum freshness. Yes. That was it entirely.

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"There are glasses, too," she said with a grin. "Is wine and grapes too much?"

Naminé was reaching into the basket, hoping there was a -- aha! Corkscrew.

"Also I think perhaps it's chilly here," she said. With a straight face. "The breeze, and all. We might want to get closer."

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"It just so happens," Valentine said, also keeping a straight face, "that this is a rather warm jacket."

He scooted over and put an arm over her shoulder.

"One wouldn't want you to catch cold."

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"You're too kind," she laughed, settled in against him. She held the wine bottle off to the side as she popped the cork - thankfully, working at Fina had taught her to expect the sudden outburst of bubbles, so she didn't ruin her jeans. Which she was growing rather fond of.

"What shall we drink to?" Naminé asked, pouring the glasses. "The sunset? The beach?"

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"To living," Valentine said, grinning as he reached for his glass. "And sandcastles, to which we both owe the honour of this date."

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"And to us," she added softly, bringing her glass over to his with a clink.

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"To us," Valentine agreed.

He'd certainly drink to that.

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Naminé settled back in against Valentine, sipping from her glass. "I should have warned you," she said lightly. "Alcohol makes me a touch forward."

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"I've heard about your exploits before," he agreed with a chuckle. "I'm not particularly worried."

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"I may become rather amorous," she giggled, taking another sip. "Anyone nearby is at risk to be kissed. That's a fair warning."

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"So, I shouldn't expect anything but the usual, then?" He chuckled and took a sip of his own wine. "Excellent."

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Naminé tsked. "Clearly, you're underestimating the threat, here."

She leaned over and pressed her lips against his lightly. "See? It's starting already."