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With Laurel's help, he let go of it fairly quickly. "Are you hungry?" he asked.

Laurel gasped a little, "Wait, so you really planned a date?"

Nic blinked, confused once more.

"Tulip told me but I didn't really believe it until I saw you in a tux,"Laurel chuckled.

That seemed to confuse him even more.

"I didn't think you'd plan a date without me asking," Laurel explained, "So I'm really happy." She linked arms with him and rested her head on his shoulder.

After awhile, Nic shook off the confusion and let it be for now. He waited a few moments before leading Laurel inside the double doors. Inside was what looked like a decent sized dining room. with all the chairs and tables pushed off to the side.

But he lead her straight through that room out the other side which had glass for the wall to a small patio area. There was a table set up with countless fresh fruits and vegetables and fresh bread. There were also some little pastry-like fruit cups that had been baked.

Laurel blinked, staring at the all the food. She was again speechless for a little before shaking her head, "Where'd you find all this stuff?"

"... A nearby island," Nic replied as he pulled out a chair for Laurel.

"You bought it all? Who cooked it?" Laurel asked as she sank into the chair and started checking out the food.

"... I did," he replied as he took a seat.

Laurel choked on a bit of the pastry she was eating. She then gaped at Nic again. "You?!" she demanded, "Whoawhoawhoawhoa...whoa!" she stated as she pushed her chair back a little, "You buy me a dress, rent a tux, get off your computer, clean yourself up and cook all this?! Who the terra are you and what have you done with Nic?" she demanded, getting suspicious.

"... Uh..." Nic muttered, not sure how to respond to Laurel's question.

"What's really going on? Is this a prank of James'? Are you like... a... a fake image or something? Did someone put something in my water?" she demanded as she stood.

Nic frowned, remaining seated. "... You don't like this?" he asked, trying to figure out what was going on.

Laurel eyed Nic, "It's just so unlike you that it's hard to believe," she replied.