Date: 2012-08-12 10:51 pm (UTC)
Tsk, now. It's more than just a machine; it's a memento, and a partner. Something to that he takes care of, and in return, it takes him where he needs to go. And it never complains. A better partner than that, he couldn't begin to imagine. "You can't blame me for my love affair, princess, the lines of her body alone are irresistible."

Of course he'll be mad--or annoyed, anyways. Although he'd happily finish it for her if she's going to outright reject the thing. But then she takes a bite, and he reacts with a theatrical gasp, his hand landing on his heart.

"Are you going to be okay? I don't need to take you to the hospital after a bite of steak like that, do I?" He laughs, swatting her poking foot and tickling the sole before finally attending to his own steak, which is a purple-red horrorshow of practically-raw meat. This is a steak that had the word 'fire' whispered at it before it was put on a plate and served, and he groans. "Oh, God, who needs women? A man just needs steaks cooked like this and a car and he can die happy."

Chuckling, Richard chews up his bite and swallows it with a sigh. "Beautiful. You will never find a salad as delicious as this. The immorality makes it all the more magnificent."

This is clearly the case with many things in his life.
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