A/N: Well. Here's some more PruHun, although it could be seen as Pru-Hun. Honestly, just ask for a pairing and as long as I like it, I'll write it. I've been writing too much PruHun...

I actually thought this one up while eating out with family, not in the shower :D

Rated T for language and prelude to sex.

Oh yeah, this is AU, so they are referred to be first name.

He had come to her. Telling her that he would be taking her to a club. When she protested he rolled his eyes.

"A bar?"

"No."

"How about a pub?"

"No, Gil."

"Eli! Come on!"

"How about coffee?"

"No! Coffee is unawesome. How about a restaurant?"

"Actually, a bar sounds fine."

She had finally agreed.

As dinner rolled on, the pair talked and laughed.

He downed another beer, and so did she.

"Roderich was some lucky-ass bastard."

"Yeah."

"But now I will be the lucky bastard...?"

"No."

She turns and takes another drink of her beer. Viennese beer.

So he sighs, closing his eyes as a cool drop of golden beer drips from the rim of the mug and slides slowly down the side, hitting the polished surface of the old wooden bar.

He pays the tab, of course.

He pulls her out of the bar and rain pours down and the pair runs to his car.

And he holds her while she cries into his shoulder. And it's just enough.

A/N: The end. It's too short but oh well.