"Um...hey, Lina. What are we doing again?"
Lina took a deep breath. Normally she'd thwack Gourry for being so dense, but earlier that night she and Amelia had spent an hour and a half on the tiny sorceress' nails, and Lina did not want to mess them up. "We are supposed to be going on a date," Lina reminded him for the umpteenth time.
"Oh, yeah."
"So, where are we going?"
"Um..."
Lina closed her eyes and counted to ten. By the time she got to 'seven,' Gourry said, "To dinner!"
Dinner was good. It was hard to screw up dinner. "Okay, let's go."
"Go where?"
Lina gritted her teeth. "To dinner."
"Why are we going to dinner again?"
Screw the nails.
BASH!
"Aaah, I feel cleansed," Lina said, glancing at the twitching Gourry. "I didn't even break a nail!"
After Gourry recovered and managed to remembered where it was they were supposed to have dinner, he and Lina headed further into town.
Upon reaching the "restraunt," Lina promptly bashed Gourry again. This was the seediest place she'd ever seen, and that was saying quite a lot!
"Why the hell did you choose this place?" she demanded.
"I wasn't sure what would be a good place, so I asked this guy at the inn."
"Was this 'guy' by any chance a large, smelly man drinking mead?"
"Oh, you know him, too?"
BASH!
"C'mon, Gourry. This date is officially over."