Craticus froze and hesitated. He sat up straight and pulled Aleksandra up from her lying position into a sitting position. "Yes", Cratiucs finally answered with an uncertain tone. Craticus didn't know what else to say. They two of them sat there for a moment in awkward silence.
"Look, it's been hard", Craticus began before stopping himself. He sighed and buried his face in his hands in frustration. He sighed again before then turning on his side, this time in order to look at Aleksandra face-to-face. "We haven't spoken in a while. I feel like we've been playing a game, trying to see who could avoid who for the longest amount of time. Suffice to say, it's not been a very fun game. At first I regretted what we did that night in Icholasen. At the time I thought it was stupid and foolish. But there's no point pretending it never happened. Since then, I've missed you and I want to be honest with you. We have to drop the games and just be honest with each other."
Heads turned towards the door as former Commissioner and Survivor EU contestant Susan Callaghan entered the establishment. Before reaching the counter, she was inundated with requests for autographs and pictures, along with a not insignificant number of "when's Survivor coming back?"s. Camera flashes from invisible paparazzi, most likely from the Rechroatian media, exploded from all around the former Commissioner.
When she finally got to the counter, she stood dutifully in the queue for several minutes, trying to decide what she'd like to order. Perhaps just one of those fruity coffee ice things they were advertising outside? It is starting to be summer after all. Almost time to bring out the short shorts. It was her turn. She had still not decided on what to order. So many decisions, so little time. She panicked, and to save herself any more coffee-related stress, she ordered one of everything. "Put it all on the Commission's tab", she instructed, hoping that her erstwhile successors wouldn't mind.
Callaghan got a small diet coke to drink while she waited for the staff to get her somewhat larger order ready. She sighed, remembering the sweet, seductive taste of regular coke. We've all got to make sacrifices, she thought, thinking about her recent weight loss. Thank the Holy Goddess Wooo for the miracle that is liposuction. And thank Her Holy Person again for the price! 90% cheaper in Marrakechia than it was in Europolis.
She took a seat near where Henry von Cavill and Commissioner Kligenberg were sitting, hoping to catch some snippets of their conversation. Perhaps there was some juicy Commission gossip going around...
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Attendees:Prince of Saint Micheal's Bay, HRH John IV; President Ziya al-Din Alfarsi; Princess of the Latin Kingdom, HRH Annabelle II
Nation Represented: Perinthus
Number of Guests in Party: 3
Any Special Dining Requests: -
Beverage of Choice: The Finest wine for John and Annabelle; Glacier Water still intact as ice from the arctic circle, placed in a chest constructed out of jungle wood located in the Jungles of Africa, and then boiled before it comes to the lips of the president.
"Congratulations to Halsberg on the great victory! Lily Allen was amazing. Thank you for all of my fans across Europe! I'll be going on the Break Free Tour soon, so I look forward to seeing all of these places that voted for my song 'Problem'! Once again, congratulations to Lily Allen and Halsberg!"
Drivers accepted into IGP
Joaquin Schumacher (Alfa Romeo Racing #05)
Mark Davies (Mercedes AMG Autosport #44)
Teams accepted into IGP
Alfa Romeo Racing (cars 05, 29, and 35)
Mercedes AMG Autosport (cars 13, 44, and 45)