he nodded his gratitude at the waitress as she served him several little pots of jams and preserves ranging from the sweet to the savory surrounded by fruit slices and even more pastry. after she left he took a bite of plum before netting his fingers together and resting his chin on them. "we are in a public place pyce, and you are hard-pressed to get an answer without cheating"

He grinned, putting his elbow on the table and resting his head inside the palm of his hand. "I did not cheat the last time, I cooked you dinner and there was cake for desert. We never got that far." He stirred a bit of honey into his tea. "Do not answer if you do not wish too, next time just inform me its important instead of seducing me into a coma."

"seduce is such a harsh word, i would like to think of it as my helping make sure your tonsils do not have any suspicious lumps by gently poking at them with my dick from the wrong end." offering a cheeky smile he winked. "because i am a good boy"

Galvin coughed a little on his bread. A smirk carved itself on his lips. "You are a good boy but a horrible doctor. I demand to know where you got your degree to practice medicine."

"there was a cutaway add in the back of one of my favorite pornographic magazines, 'learn to doctor in twelve weeks for twelve dollars' app-" he was halted by the waitress coming with his scalded milk and coffee and he waited until she had mixed the drink and left. "actually, instead of witty banter in some hole-in-the-wall cafe lets do something stupid and touristy, i have never done that before"

Needless to say he was stunned at the request, and it took him a moment to think. He chewed some of his sandwich in silence, thinking of all the things he never got to do when his family traveled. It was too early for what Galvin really wanted to do. “Hmm then lets be true tourist with out plans and find something along the way.”

taking back up the knife he dipped it into the orange marmalade. "i think i would like that, when should we start and to where?"

He glanced around at the various shops and things and his let his eyes fall upon a rack of brochures. He squinted reading one of the titles that sounded promising. Galvin turned back to Ambrosia with a grin. "How does the ocean... oceanopolis sound?"

barking a laugh he smeared the goop onto a croissant. "it sounds absolutely trite, i approve. as soon as breakfast is through i presume?"

Galvin did nothing but nod. Often he let his eyes drift back to the cover of a large whale swimming through the artificial environment. "Yes though you get to pick our next stop after that." He plucked a stray pickle off his plate. "I want to know what Ambrosia thinks is fun on vacation."

without even pausing he twisted the knife between two fingers and stole the morsel. "the first advertisement for anything 'fun' is my choice"

"Cheater!" Galvin said before he could stop himself. He picked up something from his plate and threw it at the mans shirt. "We might as well just spend your time at the beach then."

blinking stupidly he found himself with a vinaigrette-covered slice of tomato in his lap. "...or at a laundromat"

When the other flicked it back, Gavlin repeated the action, this time aiming for his face.

this time the soggy food clipped his chin and he threw it back as well but when the third hit him on the cheek he lost his temper and slammed his hand down on the flimsy metal table leaving the dishes to jangle. "damnit pyce no more!"

Galvin smiled and set his next attack down. Soon his the hidden laughter spilled out from his lips. He stood up from his seat and walked over to the other. Galvin licked the stay parts of his breakfast off the others face, sealing his meal with a kiss. “You taste good with pepper.” He cleaned the stain off Ambrosias lap and asked the waitress for the check.

he could feel his ire drip away as pyce cleaned up the mess though it had not fully dissipated by the time the check came and went he was only mildly bothered

Galvin made sure to ask how to get to the Oceanopolis before they left the restaurant. "Would you prefer taxi or to walk?" He wondered aloud.

a short bark of a laugh left his lips at the question, "take a taxi, i do not feel like getting lost before noon, though if you cannot keep your mouth to yourself it might be better if we walk"

Galvin shorted. "Why not play with the stereotype it isn't as if they don't expect it." He walked to the curb to hail a cab as the other instructed. When the small white vehicle came, Galvin disappeared inside along with Ambrosia. The driver grinned happy to know the tourist understood French. Once the car was moving, Galvin was more then happy to keep his mouth to himself, his hands however became a different matter. He smoothed his fingers over the stain, rubbing lightly but dangerously close to Ambrosia's inner thigh.

he did not speak as the fingers slid seductively over his leg though he did look over long enough to let pyce know exactly how he felt about the hand

They did not make it to the Oceanopolis, the driver kicked them out the moment Galvin slid onto Ambrosia's lap. He laughed as the man spat out angry french words at them. They were close enough to the beach that it did not matter. Galvin pulled his lover in the direction of the waves.

he was glad they were close to the place but it was still far enough he was wheezing by the time they made it to the large domicile. "fuckin' fish, this... heh.... was not worth fish"

“The excessive amounts of bullshit just keeps spilling out of your mouth doesn't it?” Galvin said walking away and shaking his head. “If I didn't know any better I would say you were a bitch.” smirking, he found himself at the counter asking the lady for two admittance tickets into the attraction.

he said nothing until he had caught his breath and by then pyce had already gotten his tickets. grabbing the man by the arm he pulled him close enough to whisper in his ear, "a bitch who puts you on your knees, know your place pyce"

He turned and looked at Ambrosia, there was a spark of a glower growing, but Galvin said nothing about the remark instead he said. "I am not a Pyce today, I am Galvin." He smirked pulling away from Ambrosia and dragging him into the darkness of the museum.

he allowed pyce to drag him all through the place though he was not interested in any of it until they made it to the fossil room and twisting his hand to clasp back he pulled the other to one of the displays

Galvin said nothing as the other seemed to be captivated by the old rocks. Though he was bored by them, he was amused. It was the first time Ambrosia had shown an interest in something other then sex, power and money. It seemed to Galvin that perhaps there was intelligent life underneath the thick crop of red hair. He did not ruin the moment by speaking.

they were beautiful and ugly and horrible and permanent, he found the fossils to be the very apex of perfect death and it's fragile counterpart of life cut short. when he had gone over each rock he finally turned back to pyce though his face fell blank when he saw the bored look the other sported and pulled his hand free. "this place is boring. it is only marginally better than the fish restaurant"

"If it were boring, then we would not have spent nearly a hour here." He said curling his lips into a docile smile. "There is no shame in liking some thing Ambrosia." He recalled the time he first tried to ask Ambrosia about himself. "You may think it boring to be yourself but that mystery intrigues me." Galvin turned away from the rocks and followed the tour trail down into a vast wall cloaked in sea life.

he went out of his way to spend the rest of the trip as bored and unaffected as he could manage to the point where he was sure even pyce could not ignore his intentional sullenness

When Galvin noticed the others mood, he went of his way to prolong their stay at the aquarium finding every thing interesting about the place but the room with the fossils. It seemed that darkness had fallen as they emerged from behind the double doors. "Dinner?" he offered. They were the first words he had spoken to the other since they left the fossil room.

the sulk had by now gone from a means to annoy the man to being a legitimate sulk and he was in no mood to be cheered up so easily. "sure, we will have dick, that way you can have a taste of home"

His fist balled itself and Galvin hit Ambrosia in the solar plexus. His second punch was knocked away as the other curled over to cough. Galvin shook his head and turned to get a cab but he was stilled by a firm grip on his arm which he could not shake.

he expected to be hit, it was what he wanted, an excuse to brawl but the right into his side hurt badly enough he could not offer a return and as he remained bent over trying to puke up a lung he realized he may have gone too far. still clinging he righted himself the best he could. "fuh-fucker"

Galvin stopped himself from pulling away especially at the wheezed word. He gritted his teeth and waited for the other to come to himself. "What was that?"

he coughed once more before looking the other in the eye. "yuh-you heard me py-galvin, you are a dah-damned fucking bitch, and, you are behtter suited to sucking dick than picking where to go"

He was furious. I am not a bitch! he wanted to scream, but the words did not fall out of his mouth. Finally he drew his arm back from the others hold and let the hits fly. For the moment the rest of France faded out as Galvin continued his assault in blind rage.

as many of the punches landed as missed and near to the end he was hitting back until a misswing unbalanced the other enough for him to push the man to the ground and pin the flailing arms

Galvin writhed under the body that pinned him. Though his body was placid from the extraneous suddenly fight, his mind was not ready to so easily submit to the man. “Get off me you Fucker!” Quickly he thrust forward trying to headbutt Ambrosia.