Oh no, he's even cuter head on. York smiles as the man looks around and meets his gaze. That sad smile only makes York want to help it not be sad anymore. It seems chocolate is at least one way of achieving that.
'I'm sure they've got something chocolatey, if not lava cake,' he says, giving a lopsided grin. 'I'll admit, I didn't get that far in the menu.'
"Neither had I. I'm afraid I won't achieve that much," Delta admits. "Are you also waiting?"
His own menu still waits and he flips it open and considers the dessert section. "Chocolate fudge cookie with vanilla ice cream and fudge poured over it. Looks lovely."
Well now you've got a surprised look from Delta. And a very appraising one. He looks at the man more seriously than he had before, and it's not just to appreciate his looks. Is... is this guy flirting? Is this what being hit on is like? Well, it's happened before, yes, but somehow Delta is a bit more aware of it. What should he say? Thankfully he's saved by the return of the waiter who delivers his glass of white wine and the relish tray with lots of lovely olives, small pickles, and the like. Gives him a moment to think.
"Won't your date be jealous?" Delta asks once the waiter walks away.
Well that seemed to get his attention. He watches an interesting mix of emotions flit across the man's face, though by the time he turns back from receiving his appetizer, he seems to have settled again. York's smile is genuine as he shrugs.
'At almost forty five minutes late and no message, I highly doubt she's gonna show up.'
"I'm very sorry," Delta tells the man before returning his attention to his appetizer. Best to get something in his stomach. "Mine is not nearly as late as that."
"Perhaps a green tie wasn't a unique enough identifier," Delta suggests with a sigh. He wasn't the one who came up with this. At all. Which makes him sigh. Talking at least helps him pass the time. He pops an olive into his mouth and looks to York.
"My brother set this up. I was not the one to plan this mess."
'Well your eyes should have been enough to draw him in,' he returns with a wink. Green eyes that vivid should really be illegal, especially when so nicely framed by those glasses.
'Ah, a blind date? Those can be very hit and miss, I'm sorry it hasn't worked out.'
He's cute when he blushes and the red in his cheeks only makes his eyes stand out further. If this guy's date doesn't turn up, York might see if he can get him to stick around for a meal.
'Not a fan of crowds and loud music then?' he asks with a grin. 'There are other options besides dates and clubbing.'
"I don't go to clubbing," Delta points out. He looks around to make sure no one is coming through the space between their tables before leaning out of his chair enough to offer a hand to York.
"Delta. How long do you wait before it officially counts as being stood up?"
He leans over and takes the offered hand with his own. Delta. That's an interesting name. Nickname? He likes it. 'York. I guess it kind of depends on you. I gave up after half an hour.'
Oh god, he did it. He said it. And the guy said yes. Delta's cheeks are even redder then.
"At least this way we don't have to go home after a completely failed night," suggests, suddenly a touch more shy than he had been. But perhaps for the better. They can cover their own meals and Delta won't have to go home with his tail between his legs.
The way Delta turns beat red as soon as York accepts his offer makes him wonder if he had been expecting rejection. Or was at least new to flirting. In any case, it's rather sweet. Though he does seem to withdraw a bit.
'This is true,' he agrees. 'New opportunities spring from failed plans.'
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'I'm sure they've got something chocolatey, if not lava cake,' he says, giving a lopsided grin. 'I'll admit, I didn't get that far in the menu.'
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His own menu still waits and he flips it open and considers the dessert section. "Chocolate fudge cookie with vanilla ice cream and fudge poured over it. Looks lovely."
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He lets out a low whistle. 'Damn. Sounds delicious. At least you've got that to look forward to.'
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Simple as that.
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'Desert on me if he doesn't show?'
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"Won't your date be jealous?" Delta asks once the waiter walks away.
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'At almost forty five minutes late and no message, I highly doubt she's gonna show up.'
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Yet.
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"My brother set this up. I was not the one to plan this mess."
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'Ah, a blind date? Those can be very hit and miss, I'm sorry it hasn't worked out.'
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"Thanks," he says, unable to help the light blush high in his cheeks. "My older brother decided I needed to get out more. It was this or clubbing."
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'Not a fan of crowds and loud music then?' he asks with a grin. 'There are other options besides dates and clubbing.'
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Sarcasm is just how he manages things that fluster him.
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"Would you believe me if I said I couldn't dance?" Delta suggests, finally smiling at the stranger.
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'Anyone can dance if they move with the music,' he returns. 'You don't go clubbing for good dance moves.'
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"Delta. How long do you wait before it officially counts as being stood up?"
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He leans over and takes the offered hand with his own. Delta. That's an interesting name. Nickname? He likes it. 'York. I guess it kind of depends on you. I gave up after half an hour.'
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"How long have you been waiting?" Delta asks, "That is... if you don't mind me prying?"
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"You could join me," Delta says hesitantly. "I mean, the guy isn't showing up..."
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'I'd like that.'
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"At least this way we don't have to go home after a completely failed night," suggests, suddenly a touch more shy than he had been. But perhaps for the better. They can cover their own meals and Delta won't have to go home with his tail between his legs.
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'This is true,' he agrees. 'New opportunities spring from failed plans.'
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