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"This is so ghoulish." Peyton grumbled as she flipped through the menu.
"Well, that's kind of what we are now honey. Ghouls. Monsters who feed on humans. Which is again, why I wanted to keep you from this life. And again, I'm so, so sorry." Liv said softly, and apologetically.
"Oh... I, I meant showing pictures of the dead people you can eat." Peyton admitted, turning her menu around so she could emphasise her point, "I used to enjoy a good steak, but I'm not sure I could have eaten it after staring into the eyes of the cow it used to belong too."
"Yeah, there's that." Liv nodded solemnly, "But then again, what else do you expect given who's running the place."
"Liv? Peyton? Wow, what an unexpected pleasure." Blaine grinned as he slowly approached the table, "I'm so glad you finally took me up on my offer to come."
"Speak of the devil." Peyton grumbled to her girlfriend, loud enough for Blaine to hear.
Pretending he didn't hear that Blaine continued, "Peyton, the human food is in the back. Liv, I suggest the specials. Did you know, because of the brain shortage, they're giving us dead kids' brains now too? I mean, they don't have that much experience, but if you want to feel young again, I highly recommend it."
Ignoring the attempt to get a rise out of her Liv smiled and revealed, "Actually, Peyton is a zombie now."
"Really?" Blaine grinned, "Well, welcome to the club. Consider your meal half off. You know, just a little gift from me to you to celebrate."
"Also, it's our first official date as a zombie couple." Liv revealed, which finally wiped the smirk off Blaine's face, "Yes, we're still going strong. More than ever before, actually. Just thought you'd like to know."
"Great. That's just, great." Blaine grumbled, before smiling just before he left, "I look forward to preparing your food."
There was a brief pause after that and then Peyton asked, "Want to go somewhere else?"
"Totally." Liv quickly agreed.