Lennon was trying to be calm, cool and collected but it was a bit of a failure because his insides were flailing all over the place but he tried his best to ignore it. Normal people probably ask someone out over the phone or the internet or whatever really so long as there's no face to face embarrassment but Lennon wasn't like that and he preferred to do important things in person. Which is why today, after class let out, he was going to be heading on over to the library where Lydia worked to do this whole thing. He had nothing to really settle his nerves, as he's quit smoking for the millionth time and he didn't want to smell like alcohol either because that's not endearing and he wanted to be sober for this. So his only real option was to suck it up, something he was trying to do but not very well but whatever, he drove there anyway and once in the parking lot, instead of thinking about it he got out and headed inside. What he was trying to do was to act casual, like he was here because he had things to get and not because he wanted to see Lydia. Then once inside, he moved around the room for a few minutes looking at everything, before his eyes found the desk where she was standing there and god the butterflies would not stop fluttering. "Oh hey there, stranger," he said to her, as they were really only a few odd feet apart, as he picked up one of the 'most popular' books to read the backside.

She had never had to ask somebody out before, because she had never really felt as though there was anybody that she liked enough to want to date. However since she had started to spend more and more time with Lennon, she was enjoying being in his company as much as possible. Much to her dismay, it seemed as though work decided to get in the way of her social life and that meant that she had been bound to the library for the past week or so. It was mostly because one of the elderly ladies that worked here had taken a tumble and broke her hip, so that meant that all hands were needed on deck. So apart from the occasional text message here and there, she had barely had time to talk to him at all. Although it was plausible for her to have called him, Lydia didn't trust herself on the phone because she was already awkward and the odds were that a conversation with him would turn her into an stuttering, giggling mess. It was unfair the affect that he had on her but alas the heart wants what the heart wants and apparently that was him. Even if she hadn't had the chance to tell him that just yet. However currently it was at the back of her mind, because sorting out numerous library cards was a very important task. As well as incredibly boring. In fact, she was having a hard time not falling asleep, but once she heard a voice her ears perked and gaze averted up. "Hi," she spoke, grin instantly forming on her face as she set and library cards down and perched her elbows onto the counter of the desk. "What brings you here?" To obviously get a book, duh Lydia!

Lennon had a few relationships here and there over the years but none of them had the effect Lydia had on him and jesus, they weren't even together yet! He was quite certain that this was a special something but at the same time he also had to convince himself to calm down so he didn't screw anything up by being the ultimate loser. And besides, he's never really been that good at liking someone and acting on it and instead it's always been easier for him to just not. He wanted to see Lydia all the time, though, and was determined to make her be a part of his life that would hopefully have some level of permanence to it. He just had to get it done and he had to make himself get it done so he didn't sit around for any more length of time like he has been with his finger up his ass waiting for himself to get the balls to get this done. "Well, the plan was to rob the bank across the street then I saw a policeman was there getting some cash so I ran over here to hide until he's gone," Lennon said, as if that were even remotely the truth and by the tone he used, it's obvious that he's just full of total shit. Sometimes he just says really weird things and he can't necessarily help it. "No, really, I don't know. I'm too poor to buy books so the library it is," he grinned and put the book down. "Any suggestions?" he raised a brow and smirked.

When she was younger she hadn't been too focused on meeting boys and the like because she was a little too awkward for that business. But Lennon was somebody that Lydia was struggling to forget about, because he has this charm and general nature that was hard to stay away from so any excuse to see him would be one that she would accept! But with that said whenever she went to ask him if he wanted to hang out work either got out of the way or she chickened herself out because she didn't want to sound like an eager little schoolgirl. Eventually she would just have to pull the stick out of her ass and get on with things but for the time being she was perfectly content with hiding in her library. "You've just made me an accessory in your crime, I don't know whether to feel set up or privileged." Lydia spoke with a chuckle, although she didn't want to envision herself going to the slammer ever, the closest she had gotten to arrested was being escorted home by a cop for underage drinking. Regardless of what brought him to the library, she was very pleased to see his flawless presence standing right in front of her. "The library is obviously the place to be," she spoke in a sarcastic tone, but she could imagine working in worse places. Like a farm. "Well that all depends on what you like to read really," she grinned, because a good book to her might be one that somebody else doesn't like at all.

Lennon was just lucky that he ever got laid in the first place with how much of a loser he was back in the good old days (still is) but it somehow happened but he didn't use and abuse it. Relationships and sex were both those things that when they happened, happened and he didn't go out of his way to have either happen and especially not if he wasn't feeling it. Most of his 'relationships' didn't end up hitting the one year mark or even sometimes the half year mark because it was too much work to keep up with people who didn't fascinate him all that much. He was kind of a picky little bitch when it comes to the people he gives that kind of time to. "I think you should feel both," Lennon said with a nod and a grin. "I promise I won't let anyone know you know." Like if the police catch him then he'll just say he's the only person who had anything to do with this, as Lydia is much too pretty for jail. "Obviously," he used his own level of sarcasm in his tone, laughing a little. "Well, it depends on my mood," Lennon trailed off. "I don't even know if I have the focus to read today, to be completely honest." He shrugged and moved closer to the counter, propping his elbows on the edge and looked at Lydia.

For the most part Lydia had just had sex for the sake of doing so like it was another item to cross off of a grocery list. She hadn't been big into the idea of waiting til marriage because she was obviously curious to see what it was like and while there weren't fireworks going off in her head it wasn't a bad experience. Relationships were also something that Lydia tended to avoid because her mom and dad hadn't been a shining example of the way to go about things so if anything she was worried that she'd inherit too many of their genes and everything would go to shit. But liking Lennon as much as she did made it difficult and she had started to re-evaluate her beliefs over the subject. "I feel a little bit of both, I won't lie," she spoke with a grin. "Well if you don't tell I won't tell anyone about your master plan." It sounded like a fair plan, she knew that if one day the police did come looking for Lennon she would deny knowing anything. He wasn't built for a life behind bars either! At his words, she shook her head lightly and chuckled to herself. "Well if you don't have the focus to read then maybe a library is a bad place to be in, when I think about it." Although she didn't know that he was there for other reasons. Yet. "Unless of course it was just my sparkling personality that you came to visit." She was only kidding though.

Lennon's parents had been a shining example for a marriage gone right, after all they had been together for over twenty years now and were planning on going for a long, long time. Lennon had yet to meet someone who could match, to him, what his parents had which was that whole 'one true love' thing that everyone so happens to be pretty obsessed with locating. Not that he's obsessed but more that he's not one for wasting his time but luckily with Lydia he didn't feel like he was wasting it in the slightest so perhaps he's hit the jackpot this time. Perhaps! Heh heh heh. "I won't mention this to anyone," Lennon told her, bringing his voice to a lower octave to sound sneakier. "This never happened," he whispered to her, nodding briefly and then breaking out into a grin. Lennon is not the kind of guy to do anything to end up behind bars in the first place, unless a police officer chose to arrest him for smoking weed but come on! That's jsut stupid. "Maybe," Lennon laughed at that and shrugged. Yeah, he wasn't being very smooth right now and he knew that but he didn't really care cause she wasn't ignoring him. "Hm, I dunno about that..." his tone of voice was obviously teasing. "Then again, it may have had something to do with it. Maybe..." he grinned at Lydia.

Sometimes the problem with relationships was that one person wasn't willing to put in the effort, which was probably what happened with her mom and dad. They were both younger than most when they had Lydia so it was probably a bit too much to deal with when mother dearest decided to skip town anymore. These things happened though, and there was no point in her being angry about it all the time because it wasn't going to change anything, really it was just a waste of energy that could be put to good use. "Good," she spoke with a serious, leaning in a little closer so to make sure that nobody else could overhear them, even if the library was basically empty but was irrelevant. "We have to stay on the ball all the time." To be honest if anyone was the worst person to go about doing a robbery it would probably be her. She would manage to trip some sort of alarm system and everything would just go to shit from then on. If he wasn't here to get a book then Lydia couldn't help but wonder if he had come to visit her and if that was the case then she was very honoured indeed! "Or were you maybe hoping for my older co-worker, Flo? She just had her perm done the other day," she spoke in a sarcastic tone, because the last she knew he didn't have a thing for seventy year old women. "Just maybe?" Lydia laughed, although she was kidding because she didn't like to seem like she had a big ego.

Everyone copes with these big life changes in their own ways and whether or not they can stick around in the long run is really up to them and if they can't then they can't and there's nothing you can do about that. Lennon knew that he himself was still pretty young considering but it wasn't like he was shying away from maturing and in fact he was sort of looking forward to it. "Of course," Lennon said, nodding and then glancing around to make sure that no one was listening in on their little 'conversation' here. You know, just in case! "It was definitely Flo," Lennon said, laughing and then bringing a hand up to fan himself because he was clearly overwhelmed by that beautiful woman. "I was hoping that I could ask her out later, y'know, see if she might be up for some food and a movie. I wanna wine and dine that bitch," the male grinned, though he was clearly talking about Lydia here and she better realize that because lol who would ask Flo out on a date. Except maybe some old man.

All things considered, she had had a wonderful time growing up and if she could have the option to go back and change that she wouldn't. Everything happened for a reason and you just had to grow from it, which was something that Lydia had always done fairly well. For a twenty year old, she liked to think that she was pretty wise! They were clearly cunning criminals because nobody would even think of meeting in a library to plan out a bank job. "I thought so. Who wouldn't want a piece of that? She's a fox," Lydia spoke with a laugh, nodding her head at the though. Honestly, if the woman heard the two talking to obscenely about her then she'd probably take her cane and stick it somewhere the sun doesn't shine. At his words, Lydia chuckled lightly to herself, giving a short nod of her head. "I'm sure that she'd love that," she grinned, because all of that sounded like so many of her favourite things to do so Flo could back the fuck down.

No one should want to go back to their childhood and change anything unless of course they were abused and then naturally they'd want to go back but everyone has a past and it shouldn't be allowed to be changed just cause it wasn't ideal. Like, Lennon would have loved to be the English Richie Rich but that didn't happen, though his family did have plenty of money, just not that much. "Only some idiot who doesn't understand good taste in women," Lennon remarked, nodding and then smirking. Lennon would rather not take a cane up his ass, as he's very set on keeping that place an exit only, and so it's good she's not around in this current moment. "I'm glad to hear that." Of course he was because duh, that was just a given and now he can stop with the silly smooth talk and get right down to business. "So "Flo"," Lennon started, doing air quotes around the name. "Whatcha doing tonight?" the male grinned.

Sometimes she wished that she would have been a little bit nicer to her dad on the odd occasion, but all things considered they got along wonderfully so it wasn't as though she could say they had a terrible relationship. Of course there were some things that you just couldn't have no matter how hard you tried; Lydia had always wanted a multitude of animals when she was growing up but when you were in a tiny apartment that just wasn't possible. Instead she just had to make do with the zoo because it was the next best thing. "Preach it," she nodded, but the sad truth was that there were very few people she would turn lesbian for and Flo was certainly not on that list. "Absolutely nothing, I lack a social life right now." She grinned, because she could have lied and said that she was so very busy but he might have taken her seriously and Lydia obviously wanted to see what all of his enquiring was about! Or at least confirm her growing suspicions.

Everyone has their ups and downs when it comes to their relationship with their parents, like sometimes you want to punch them in the face and sometimes you want to cuddle up into them. It all depends! Lennon didn't have any pets either growing up and even now he hadn't bothered getting any, mostly because he can barely take care of himself nevermind an animal and he'd feel bad being such a terrible parent. "Already preachin'," said Lennon, softly chuckling. Lennon was a somewhat picky bastard when it comes to the ladies he spends his time with and while there are some older actresses he likes, he still likes 'em young. "Aw. Well, let me fix your social life," Lennon offered, giving the redhead a smile. "Wanna grab some food and a movie?" Please say yes...

Lydia was refraining from buying any pets until she was certain over whether she was destined to be forever alone, because if that was the case then she would have her army of cats and life would be swell. But if not then it obviously couldn't happen because she would be far too busy to dedicate all of time and effort into looking after these pets. Laughing at his words, a lot of people probably thought that they were weird but thankfully the library was fairly empty so there was nobody around to judge them for being so odd. It was what made him all the more endearing, as far as she was concerned. "Sure," she offered with a smile, to answer his question. "That sounds like it'd be fun." Although internally she was praying to any God that was listening that she wouldn't embarrass herself in any way. Mainly because she was genuinely excited and didn't want that to seem too eager because otherwise she'd manage to do something stupid.

An army of cats is definitely necessary for a life spent alone, which is something Lennon has, too, always sort of debated but mostly because cats are adorable and not because he's trying to think too far into his future like that. Then again, they do tend to live 15-20 years and so one should probably consider spending that much time with one singular animal, nevermind ten of them. "Great," Lennon said, beaming with rather the ecstatic smile which was something he couldn't help because lol hi the girl he's basically obsessed with just accepted a date! "It's a date then," he added, nodding. "What time are you off?" Lennon asked curiously.

Her dad used to have a cat and she looked after it for a little while after he passed away, but it was old and struggled to do pretty much everything so she thought the only humane thing to do would be to end its suffering. She would probably start off with one and build her way up, because she didn't want to end up like one of those woman that had about fifty cats and left them to live in horrible conditions. Grinning at his words, she hadn't gotten this excited about something in a long time and she was trying to keep herself calm, cool and collected. It wasn't her fault he was an english gentleman and she was particularly taken with him. "Definitely," said Lydia, smiling at the though. "About an hour, I could maybe swing it so that I get off a little earlier."

It's always sad when cats get to a certain age and it just struggles and struggles and you want to cry and you also don't want to let go but there's a time for everyone to die. She could just get a little kitten and that way it will live for a pretty long time so she doesn't have to let go any time soon and if she wants more, she can get more! No one should purchase 50 cats at once unless they're on crack and then it's understood. "Well, go see what you can do and if not then I'll just linger," Lennon said, nodding and smirking a little. "There's always entertainment to be found in a library." True dat.

She wasn't one of those people that could stand by and watch animals suffer which was why she would never understand the minds of some people but alas, they were the ones that disturbed and not herself. At his suggestion, she nodded her head in agreement because being a library was not how she wanted to spend the rest of her day. Especially when she had a much, much better offer! "I'll be right back then," she grinned, scurrying to the back room where one of the other girls working were busy sorting through files. After practically pleading to be let off earlier, she eventually caved an Lydia wore a triumphant smirk on her face as she grabbed all of her stuff and made her way back to the front, the other girl trailing behind her to take over the front desk. "'Kay, I'm ready to go if you are!"

If you can easily stand by and watch an animal suffer then clearly you need to get yourself some kind of therapy and seriously rethink how obviously fucked up your mind is. Lennon's weakness is honestly animals in pain and he'll cry all over the place even over a puppy's sad whimper and it's reasons like this why he wouldn't be able to have pets cause he'd feel bad whenever they felt bad. Lennon nodded and waited by the desk, flipping through some random pamphlet there for kids who can't read good lessons and it was kind of boring but it was something to do. Lennon looked up hearing Lydia's voice and he immediately smiled. "You got off? Awesome," he said, as he put the paper back on the desk. "Lets do this."

Lydia couldn't watch those shows that focused on the animal cops because most of them had to deal with mistreating adorable little creatures and it just tugged at her heartstrings. She didn't cry often but something like that reduced her to a snivelling baby in no time at all. Although she could have stayed for that extra hour, it wasn't as though the library was in dire need of her because it was pretty much dead, so she only assumed that her co-worker buddy could cope without her! "I did!" she spoke with a nod, catching a quick glance at the pamphlet he was reading and chuckling quietly to herself. "Let's," she spoke in agreement, eager to be on the move as she started to head toward the exit of the building.

Animals are just so cute that Lennon really can't begin to understand why anyone would treat them so horribly like it's no big deal in the world. If you're a person with real, human compassion then chances are anything involving animals is a heartmelt and then you're a hot mess over the bad stuff. "I'm so glad I didn't have to resort to the prospect of kidnapping you that I've been debating for the last five minutes," Lennon said all serious-like but in reality he wouldn't kidnap her, just lurk around until she was done and then be a creeper. Lennon followed Lydia on out of the building and once outside, he looked to his female companion. "So food first? Anything in particular you're craving on this fine evening?" he inquired of the female. "Anything goes." Even if she wants to go to a super expensive French restaurant then he would gladly take her there and pay out of his ass.

"Well it would have been a really extreme way of asking me out," she spoke with a chuckle, but she supposed that it would have been much better than him chickening out and not asking at all! At his words, she had to really think about it because food is a very serious matter. "I crave all sorts of food all the time," she began with a frown, because she was probably contributing to her future obese life but she didn't care one bit. It was all worth it. "I'm fine with whatever you feel like eating, it's too hard for me to choose!" She was probably the most indecisive person to ask a question like this to.

"Extreme, yes, but sometimes necessary," Lennon said with a laugh of his own. "You don't wanna know the things I've done to get attention." He was just kidding, of course, because lord knows he's actually quite normal on the whole spectrum and so he's not one of those weird guys. He's more likely to pass a note that says 'will you go out with me yes no' rather than kidnap someone and take them out without accepting no as an answer. "You and me are so alike," the male remarked, grinning. "I would probably eat a raw horse if it were available." Which... sounds gross, but hey you gotta eat what you gotta eat! "Choosing is a death knell but how about..." Lennon paused as he thought about it. "Chinese?" Fuck me I want Chinese.

"I can only imagine." She knew he was kidding though, because from what she could tell Lennon was a very chill sort of person, just like herself! She didn't need to throw a tantrum to get attention because it was never necessary for her to have everyone paying attention to her. "I have a very passionate relationship with food," she began with a grin. "It's my number one priority, it's probably not very healthy." If she doesn't get the opportunity to eat when needed then Lydia turned into a particularly grumpy individual. "Chinese sounds perfect!" Ugh yum I want some too.

"It's a good thing you said yes so you only have to imagine," Lennon said with a nod. He was most definitely chill and would never be anything but, after all normality is something that he honestly praises and he'd rather not have to cope with abnormalities. "Oh, so do I," Lennon spoke so passionately about this fact. "I couldn't even care less about the health aspect. It all tastes so good that if I could have this buffet table that would magically fill itself up, then I would end up on 'my 600 lb life' in a year." Sadly true but alas, he eats the food he can actually buy and therefore that's a lot because he's a fat young man who enjoys food. "Great," Lennon smiled, and lead the way down to the parking lot to his car, opening the passenger door for Lydia as he is a gentleman!

"I wonder if it's ever even happened to anyone before..." She wouldn't like to imagine being in the situation where date me or suffer pain, but thankfully they were both relatively normal people! "I could be morbidly obese and I wouldn't even care just as long as I knew that I still had food to tide me over with." Then again, she did have a tendency to try and eat way too much at the one sitting and afterwards feel ridiculous sick. There was a woman who just got herself and chef boyfriend and now she's trying to eat until she's reached a ridiculous weight goal. Obviously that was Lydia's hopes for the future. "Thank you," she spoke with a smile when he opened the car door for her, getting into the vehicle and thinking that it must be that English charm because nobody that she knew was so polite to hold a door for her!

"I think that's how Ted Bundy got his victims," Lennon said but though it was in a joking tone, he was actually pretty sure that the man lured women into his car and then killed them. Which was something he would never be capable of doing, taking another person's life. "I have a feeling we're both going to end up sharing a couch in a ramshackle house with food piled all around us," the male laughed. That would make a lot of sense and then they can just be fat together and live out their days stuffing their faces with food. The only downside is when they died, that place would stink until someone would find them so they'd have to make sure they had someone coming in on a weekly basis to bring them more food and make sure they're still alive. "You're welcome," Lennon smiled, closing the door after her before moving around to the drivers side to hop in and start up. "Now, where is the nearest Chinese place" he thought aloud, as he pulled out of the parking lot and having that mental click, Lennon turned left and made the drive on over there. "My stomach is going to explode from the excite coming from this future meal," Lennon said, laughing.

"I suppose that was smart thinking from Ted Bundy," said Lydia, but as clever as he may have been, what he did with that was equally horrifying. She could never find herself in that state of mind where it was justified to take another person's life because she shouldn't have the right to decide who lives or dies. "I think so too, it sounds like a perfect life. Although I have to warn you now, it's very rare when I'll share my food with someone else." But because he is Lennon and she's rather fond of him, Lydia could probably reconsider that over due time. Getting herself comfortable and strapping up for safety, she nodded her head in agreement at his words. "Food definitely beats having to work so you've just saved me from an incredibly boring night."

"Most serial killers are pretty brilliant." It's actually a fact instead of him just saying things to say things and it made Lennon glad that he was no genius or else he might end up killing someone! He was far too nice for that kind of a thing in the first place, though, hell he can't even hurt a fly. "We'll have to get our own bags of food, then. One for you, one for me." That sounds like the best idea to him and so they can both have their own food and not be forced to share. "You're welcome," Lennon shot Lydia a grin. "It's what I'm here for, playing superhero and saving maidens from boring nights from hell." He nodded and soon enough they were at the Chinese place because it's boring to rp drives and he pulled into a parking spot then climbed out and rushed around to meet Lydia.

"That's why I'm pretty positive I couldn't be a serial killer, I'd probably mess the most basic of things up," she spoke with a grin, which would probably serve her well considering that she didn't want a lengthy stint in prison. Not to mention her morals allowed her from doing so! "You've got it in one. We might even have to have a tape line that separates your food from my food." They wouldn't want them to get mingled into one another's piles because that would be awkward. "Well you're doing a fantastic job! All the awards to you." She wasn't even being sarcastic. In no time at all they arrived at the Chinese place and once the car ground to a halt she opened her door and climbed out of the vehicle, pushing the door to a close.

Lennon laughed. "So would I. It just seems so complicated, you know? Not to mention the whole body disposal thing. I'd end up taking all the bodies to the zoo and tossing them in the lion's cage." Then everyone would just think these idiots climbed into the lions cage and got killed, well that's if there were any body parts left afterward. Yes, he considered these things. "Tapelines are always a good idea. Or, even better, some of those sticky name tag sticker things?" That way they'd know who's is what and if they grab each other's food then they'd know right away they were fucking up. "Why thank you," Lennon said with a crooked grin. "This works a lot better than saving people from dangerous situations. As much as I've always wanted to be Spiderman, I don't think I'd do a good job going against bad guys." He'd probably just fail miserably. Lennon lead the way up to the doors of the restaurant, opening the door ahead of him and gesturing Lydia through. Once inside, he asked for a table up at the hostess place and after a minute they were being lead to a table.

"Too gross for my liking, I don't think I could handle body parts everywhere." Pulling a slight face, it was fine for her to watch it in a movie because that wasn't real. Whereas if she actually had to try and do something like that herself, Lydia would probably be vomiting everywhere. Which would obviously leave behind DNA trails and then boom in the pokey for the rest of her life! "Like a label maker? That's the best idea I've heard so far," Lydia grinned, because she'd probably enjoy making the labels far more than she would eating the food. It was going to be a win/win situation for her regardless of what happened. "You're welcome," spoke Lydia with a gentle chuckle. "I'm sure Spiderman wouldn't want to be upstaged by you, so you're probably doing everything a favour." Grinning, he would just have to be Spiderman for Halloween, hehehe. Lydia followed him inside the building and after a little bit of waiting they were eventually settled down at their own table. "I literally go this way everyday to get home and I've never seen this place before. I must be blind!" She probably just didn't pay enough attention.

Lennon scrunched up his nose at the thought. "Lets stick to being normal people and not killing everyone," he settled with a nod. That was actually for the best and so neither one of them were going to end up in jail and so they can just remain in the outside world and be happy. "Yes! Exactly." Lennon always wanted a label machine when he was growing up so he could label everything but his mom would never let him have one of his own and she kept hers locked up. Terrible parenting 101! Or maybe good parenting so he didn't try to print something onto his hand... "Spiderman would just go curl up in a ball and cry if I were there to go up against him, lets be real." Except not really because Spiderman is kind of perfect but hey, he can definitely be Spiderman for Halloween and it wouldn't be for the first time either! "Are you serious?" Lennon asked her, as he plucked up his menu. "They have some seriously amazing food here." Smiling, Lennon glanced down at the menu and everything he liked so he'd have to make sure to pick very, very carefully to feed his needs of the day.

"Let's. Normality is exactly what I want," she spoke with a chuckle. She didn't want to be one of those extremist people who did weird and wacky shit to make them feel as though life had meaning. She was perfectly content with the way that things were now! "That label maker would be used and abused so much, I would use it on everything that I could get my hands on." It would probably turn into a violent addiction and Lydia would have to make sure that all of her belongings were perfectly organised all of the time. Which was rather ironic considerin that she was somebody who tended to live in a little bit of clutter. "I think Spiderman would proably just cause you some major damage with his web-shooters, sadly." Which was why she wouldn't like to take on Spidey either, he could just stick to the bad guys instead. "I am," said Lydia with a grin, picking up her own menu to have a peek inside. "It all sounds pretty amazing, I think I'm gonna be stuck for choice here." She would just have to seriously think about this and decide what her stomach wanted the most.

"Me too," Lennon said, nodding. "It's what I've been aiming for my whole life!" Alas, he wasn't too good at being normal but no one said he had to be absolutely normal, just slightly normal. Normal enough, ya dig? "Even fruit and vegetebles," Lennon laughed at the thought of going to grab a banana and seeing 'Lydia' on it and being like damn! Not that they're really be eating healthy foods if they were that fat but still. "He would," Lennon frowned. "That bastard!" Damn Spiderman and his damn webshooters making lives difficult. Then Lennon would be stuck having to uncling himself from them which would be very, very sticky. "We could always just order one of everything and completely gorge?" Lennon suggested, grinning. That would be beautiful.

"I agree! My awkward phase when I was a teenager went on for far too long." It wasn't her fault she wasn't a particularly strong people person and everybody that she knew in high school seemed to suck beyond belief. That was her belief anyway, but after she had managed to slip into her little niche of friends it only seemed to get better. "I coudln't leave anything to chance with your greedy fingers around," spoke Lydia with a chuckle, although fruit and veg would definitely be at the bottom of their grocery list. "It would be very messy business!" Not to mention he'd probably have a tough time trying to uncling himself in general because I'm assuming that it's some pretty strong shit. At his suggestion, a grin formed on her face and she nodded her head in agreement. "We're probably going to get judged so hard, you know, but why not!" Lydia began, but she didn't give a shit because for chinese it was allowed. "And you'll probably have to roll me out of here when we're done."

"I'm still stuck in my awkward phase, lets be real," Lennon laughed. He's never going to be out of this awkward phase, though, not even when he's 40 years old and then he'll just keep acting like a douchebag. Not that there's anything wrong with such behavior, because he's happy and that's what matters the most! "Oh, of course not, I wouldn't trust my greedy fingers either," he shook his head. "I'd feel like Frodo in the scene with the big ass spider thing." Yeah, he's clearly cool birnging up Lord of the Rings in common conversation about spiders but hey, they were already discussing Spiderman so there you have it! "We'll have to roll each other out of here," he grinned and then the waitress came along to take their orders. When Lennon asked for one of everything, she just kind of gave him this look like 'wow are you serious?' but ended up writing it all down anyway and he also ordered water to drink!

"I would say less awkward, more endearing," Lydia spoke with a chuckle. He could be as awkward as he wanted and it wouldn't matter to her because she'd like him all the same anyway cause she's smitten~ aw shucks. People stressed about being yourself above all else so if Lennon wanted to act the way that he did fo the rest of his life then that'd be fine! Nodding her head in agreement, she couldn't believe they were actually having this conversation but hey ho there's nothing wrong with planning for the future. "That spider gave me nightmares for weeks after watching that scene." It was probably because Frodo looked so bad after getting unwrapped and it just gave her the heebie jeebies. There was nothing wrong with a healthy Lord of the Rings discussion every now and again. "We're gonna be stuck in quite the predicament, but it'll be worth it." The waitresses reaction made it all the better and once she had walked away Lydia couldn't help but start laughing to herself.

"Aw, sucks," Lennon grinned. "You're quite endearing yourself." It's kind of more entertaining, anyway, when someone is more 'different' than they are your typical person and Lennon is and always will be the farthest from the norm. "Oh my god, me too. I will never understand the need for massive spiders, same with Harry Potter. I will forever agree with Ron - why couldn't we follow the butterflies!" Butterflies are at least pretty and not so scary where spiders just have too many legs and they're so awful and ugh creys, honestly too many creys! "Oh yes," he smirked and then started laughing as well because dear god. "She's probably thinking 'oh maybe some other people will join them' when really it's just us."

"Well I try!" She grinned, because it definitely was more interesting to learn weird and wonderful things about a certain person rather than them being a debbie downer and ridiculously boring. The stranger, the better. "I know, right? I saw that ridiculous movie Eight-Legged Freaks, it was pretty much ninety minutes of hell."It didn't help that it was also a really bad movie either. Although she was good with most animals, spiders were a big no-no and she tried to avoid them as much as possible! Lydia was amused because the waitress probably thought that they were freaks of nature but they were being good customers, as far as she could see. "Either that or she's going to think that we have a serious eating problem."