Why, thank you. [Wait... Was that a flirt? The man has been quite slick with his words so far that it's quite hard to say. Either way, Akechi will just flashes him a mischievous smirk because why not.]
Although, you do not look much older than me, sir.
[But then the conversation slides to more uncomfortable ground for Akechi: his food preferences. One wouldn't probably guess that previous food blogger actually has hard time to recall a last time he enjoyed a meal, but that's Akechi for. He's certain he drank through Jazz Jin's entire mocktail menu but he can't remember any of them. All of them had been bright colored and came with a piece of decoration. He does remember the ones he claimed to like as a Detective Prince but none of that was real.
Akechi hums to himself, masking his silence as a thoughtful one rather than as uncomfortable]
Hard to say, they were all very good. Maybe the more fruity ones? I'm not a big fan of sweet things.
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Although, you do not look much older than me, sir.
[But then the conversation slides to more uncomfortable ground for Akechi: his food preferences. One wouldn't probably guess that previous food blogger actually has hard time to recall a last time he enjoyed a meal, but that's Akechi for. He's certain he drank through Jazz Jin's entire mocktail menu but he can't remember any of them. All of them had been bright colored and came with a piece of decoration. He does remember the ones he claimed to like as a Detective Prince but none of that was real.
Akechi hums to himself, masking his silence as a thoughtful one rather than as uncomfortable]
Hard to say, they were all very good. Maybe the more fruity ones? I'm not a big fan of sweet things.