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The couple thanked the waiter and began to eat with their spoons.
“I was thinking…” Beata, with her mouth full, started drawing something on a napkin.
“Oh gods, she’s thinking… everyone, save yourselves,” Guyon sighed.
The adventuress shook her spoon at her companion and continued to sketch.
“Check this out!” she thrust the scribbled napkin under her companion’s nose.
“Gods, WHAT is that?!” he almost choked.
“Well, until they pass a law on modest clothing, I want to have some fun while I can! Have you seen an atelier around here?”
“No, and even if I had, I wouldn’t tell you! How did you come up with that?!”
“Well, I’ve been hanging around in the lands of the dark Lunarians a lot… you should know that.”
“Yes, thanks for reminding me! But do dark Lunarians have cat ears?!”
“No. It’s just a headband to make it look cuter. Everyone loves kittens!”
“And does the fabric of this… bodysuit have to be transparent?”
“Yes! Everyone should see my otherworldly beauty!”
“That’s why I think you’re not thinking like a normal person… Seriously, is that a bikini made of armor? Have you ever worn armor? Do you have any idea how it can chafe?”
“Well, if you line it with good leather on the inside…”
“Forget it. And what about orthopedic shoes with stilettos! Have you thought about how you’ll hobble around in them?”
“Pfft, I’m a circus performer. You forgot?”
“You’ll forget soon… I have a daily circus with clowns with you.”
“You’re just jealous. You didn’t come up with anything.”
“I can!” Guyon took the napkin and pencil and started sketching. Beata shrugged and started eating her lukewarm borscht.
After a while, he solemnly handed her the napkin, which was drawn on the back.
“Here!”
“Pfft, ha-ha, what is this?”
“What? I think it’s quite cute. A very pretty outfit.”
“And how am I supposed to jump on roofs and climb over fences in that? I’ll get tangled up after three steps!”
“You won’t get tangled, I checked…”
“You complained that you got tangled.”
“Well, not that much! See! I think you’ll look very cute in that!”
“Especially with that neckline, right?” Beata pointed sarcastically at a part of the drawing.
“My hand slipped, okay?!” Guyon blushed and tried to draw a more modest blouse under the laughter of his companion.
After a hearty lunch, the couple paid and went to “Chronos” (I don’t remember if anyone was there?)
“Allow me to comment on your works. The young man did a very good job. A very feminine image, it’s both a bride and a daughter, it immediately touches all male nature, you just need to remove the neckline on the chest. As for you, young lady… it’s all very sad. If I had a little more free time, I would very much like to talk to your parents. Take an example from the young man… Well, I won’t interfere with the young people, all the best.”
He leaves again.