having draniki for supper.

if she'll hurt him for wanting to eat with her.

won't hurt him. Didn't know he liked draniki. Finishes frying them and serves them with sour cream.

doesn't know what they are, but they sound interesting. He gets a bouquet of roses and goes over to her house, knocking on her door.

opens the door and sees the man with roses. "Pryvitannie," looks at the flowers.

hands her the flowers. "Ciao, bella," he greets, just slightly nervous... not that it showed. "Are you busy?"

takes the flowers. "Well ... not really. I just finished making my supper." steps back to let him in.

enters, briefly looking around before smiling at her. "May I join you, then?"

"Sure." doesn't show her disappointment as she heads toward the kitchen. Was hoping her brat would join her.

follows; alright, perhaps this wouldn't be that bad.

the food and the table set for two already. "Sit down." finds a vase for the roses and puts them in. Adds water and brings the flowers _

to the table.

nods, sitting down and looking at the food. He smiles charmingly at her, saying, "It looks delicious, bella."

finds it odd that the Italian would like Potato pancakes, but maybe his tastes had changed. "It's just draniki, but you welcome to it."

*you're

doesn't even know what it is. He takes a bite, and finds that it's... odd, but good.

"Don't forget sour cream." puts a spoonful on his draniki. "I filled them with beef, mushroom and onion." smothers hers in sour cream.

blinks, not quite sure how to eat it... so he just follows her example. "I've never seen this before."

"Really? They are common food in my country." cuts into one with a knife and fork and eats it. In Belarus potatoes are eaten every day.