I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]

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Character(s): Vyers, Gwen, Genie, Urd
Content: Date + Contest = Disaster
Setting: Elysian Fields
Time: Week 28, night
Warnings: none!

His arm entwined with Gwen's, Vyers couldn't help but wonder just what he had gotten himself into. He hadn't been expecting so many offers to help over the journals. Really, all he had wanted was a suggestion so he would be able to take her out to dinner. Although now that he thought about it, he really should have known, shouldn't he? He himself had noticed a few similar entries on the network from time to time, hadn't he?

Vyers supposed he should be somewhat grateful for Urd and Genie's offers to help, but instead he felt quite nervous about the whole thing. There was some sense of foreboding deep down that he couldn't shake about this whole thing, as though something--or many things--were about to go horribly wrong. He tried to keep his worries to himself, however, and keep Gwen from noticing.

He needed to be more optimistic, that was all. Everything would go just fine.

He didn't really believe himself.

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Gwen puts all her focus on the menu, quite the same as her husband, and tries to not let it wander. Better to not think about what was possibly going on around her (was the djinn singing...? - no! Don't think! Just find food!). She wasn't quite sure what she was in the mood for. Pasta, perhaps? That seemed... safest. Yes. Err on the side of caution; she only hoped Vyers would, too, be careful.

Against her best wishes, she at last pulls her attention from the menu, thinking she about hid herself in it as long as she could get away with, and gives Genie a weak, nervous smile. She thinks about moving her chair so that she was right besides her husband, then she could use him as a shield against their hosts when the menu was gone...

"I'll have the Chicken Parmesan with the side of alfredo."