Futureknight verse: Romantic? Oh yes.

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Porthos studied himself in the mirror carefully as he readjusted his tie, then doublechecked to make sure that Brenda's pretties were all carefully stowed in the bag. That dress would look dashing on her, and withthe help he'd recieved picking out the shoes and jewels to go with it, he was sure to have the most dazzling wife at the resturaunt.

He grinned. This annaversery might pass by his love, but he was going to take her out tonight, no matter what it took.

Zipping the small bag closed after putting in a towel and some babywipes, he went downstairs.

"Here you go," he gave the bag and his coat jacket to Prudence, taking his own towel in which to wrap her in in his hand. "If you'll have the limo waiting, I'll be right back with my beautiful wife."

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He smiled, stroking her hair, then blinked as a waiter peeked at them.

"Would you like to order?" he asked softly, still not letting go.

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She blushed and hid her face against his shoulder. "Leek and shitake soup, and the cranberry-glazed salmon with the quinoa pilaf and fresh wild greens with lingin berry vinaigrette."

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He nodded and smiled, nodding the waiter over and repeating hsi wife's order.

"And for you, sir?" the waiter asked.

"Lobster," he smiled. "And that pork dish."

"Very well, sir," the waiter nodded and left.

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"You're so uncooth." She chuckled without unhiding, her hand gently rubbing his back beneath the jacket.

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"Says the lady with both arms plunged in her husband's suit," he chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

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"There are worse places they could be." She sighed and lifted her face to him, icy eyes shining with love and contentment.

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He chuckled.

"Of course," he said, rubbing his stubled cheek against hers gently.

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"Beeaard." She squeezed her eyes shut and chuckled, grinning suddenly like any young woman her age.

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He grinned too.

"You know... I think somebody told me a kiss with stubble would tickle..." he said thoughtfully, pecking her neck.

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"Waiter." She sat up, ear cocked toward the sound of the approaching footsteps.

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He looked unhappy with the interruption, but nodded and sat up as well.

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She peeked at him sideways as the waiter set down two bowls of soup; her own and one of the seafood mixture that he'd demanded the last times that they'd been here, then slipped her hand into his.

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He smiled, pulling his chair around so he could sit next to her.

"Grace?" he guessed.