Still asking for advice on the band plan. Check out the last chapter for details.
Tifa called our plan "Operation Green", as in 'green with envy'. She'd taken to talking in military-style codes when she was planning something. It might have been that time that Zack and I got her involved in a game of Black Ops that did it. As I recall, she head shotted me about five times. For someone who'd never played Call of Duty before, she was pretty damn good at it.
Anyway, we were commencing Phase One: The Dates. The idea was for us to organise a triple date; Cloud and Aerith, me and Tifa, and Zack and Yuffie (that was Tifa's idea).
"So, anyone got any ideas about a date spot?" Yuffie asked us.
I looked at her. She looked away immediately.
My gaze moved to Zack. He did the same thing.
Finally, I looked at my "girlfriend". She held my gaze for only a moment, then looked away.
I sighed. "Do I have to do everything?" I looked directly at them all. "I know a guy who owns and runs a restaurant here in Midgar. I can call in a favour, if you want."
"Who?" Zack wanted to know.
I dropped my head. "Lazard Deusericus," I murmured.
"What?" Tifa asked. "I didn't catch that."
I raised my head again. "Lazard Deusericus," I repeated, louder this time.
Yuffie gasped. "The Lazard Deusericus?"
"Is there an imitation one running around?" I asked dryly.
"You know the owner of Banora?"
"Yeah. So?"
"So?" Zack marvelled. "Banora's the swankest restaurant in Midgar!"
"I am aware of that."
"How do you know him?"
"Long story short, I used to work at Banora. I was having a bit of trouble with a debt, and Lazard helped me out. We've kept in contact."
"Whoa."
"Okay then," Tifa decided. "Luke, you call Lazard and ask for a table for six for tomorrow night."
"Why tomorrow?" I asked.
"Because I need to get something to wear," she replied, tapping the tip of my nose. "I don't want to look stupid on our first date." She chuckled.
I chose not to answer that.
**GREEN**
When I got back to my apartment, I grabbed my phone and dialled Lazard's number. The call was picked up almost immediately.
"Luke, my friend," Lazard's deep voice said. Evidently, Lazard had gotten caller ID since the last time I called him. "What can I do for you this fine day?"
"Well, it's not really what you can do for me today, Lazard. It's more what you could do for me tomorrow."
"You've managed to pique my interest, my young friend. Say on."
"Well, my friends and I are playing a bit of a prank on two of my other friends, and step one involves a fancy restaurant."
"And what exactly would this prank entail?" Lazard interrupted.
I gritted my teeth and told him.
Surprisingly, he laughed. "Brilliant, my boy, fantastic! And you need a table for how many?"
"Six."
Lazard was still chuckling. "Consider it done, Luke. A table for six here at Banora for tomorrow night, on me."
"Thank you very much, Lazard!" I said with real enthusiasm.
"Also, you'll have the most romantic table I can find," Lazard continued, still laughing.
I grinned. "Thanks, Lazard. You've been a big help! 'Bye."
"See you soon, my friend," Lazard finished, hanging up.
**GREEN**
After my call to Lazard, I sent a group text to Tifa, Zack and Yuffie. It looked a bit like this:
Just called Lazard. He's in. Table for 6 Banora tomorrow night. Complete with candles. On the house.
I got a reply from Tifa instantly. I assume it was her getting into character, because it looked like this:
Thanks soooooo much, baby! 3 See you tomorrow night ;)
I chuckled wryly. It was so over the top, which was proof enough that she was getting ready for the show tomorrow.
Moments later, Yuffie texted me back:
Hells yeah! Shit's gonna go down 2moro nite XD
I laughed openly. Yuffie was the only one who shortened words like that in texts.
Zack was the last one to text me back. His text was short and sweet:
Cool beans :D
"Let the fun begin," I said to no-one in particular.
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