decides to pop into the café for a cup of tea to avoid the rain outside.

notices Arthur almost immediately. "Ah! Angleterre!" she calls, smiling.

's eyebrow twitched at the calling of his name in French. He turned to the direction of the voice. Is that the female France...? "Hello."_

_He greeted politely before walking over to her.

smiles, putting her own cup of tea down before standing. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Marianne; I am France."

greeted her with a slight gentlemanly bow. "Indeed it is, Miss Marianne." He gave her a polite smile. "My name is Arthur."

offered a curtsy in response. "My, what a gentleman," she replies, amused. "So unlike your female counterpart."

looks confused at that. "Miss Ann, I presume? She is quite the lady herself." With that said, he was wondering if the relationship between_

_Marianne and Ann is anything like France and his. If it is, well... This wouldn't bode well.

just laughs a little as she sits back down. "Lady... oui, of course, of course..." She takes a sip of her tea, then looks back up at him._

"I'm certain that she's quite charming to her own counterpart."

furrowed his eyebrows. "She is. Polite and nice, as well." Which is completely true, of course. He then gestured towards the seat across_

_Marianne. "May I?"

nods, eyes alight with amusement. "Oui, perhaps... but you understand, monsieur, that she and I do not have the smoothest relationship."

nodded as well and sat down. "I completely understand. Since I can say the same about the relationship between your counterpart and I."

laughs. "Unfortunately, I have not yet had the pleasure of meeting him. But I'm certain that he's quite charming in his own way."

visibly cringed at the remark. He highly doubted there was any 'pleasure' in meeting France. "Quite the opposite, really. Just don't hold_

_your hopes up." He sighed.

sips her tea, smiling. "Well, monsieur, if he's half as pleasant as you, I think I'll be rather content."

flushed at the compliment and looked down to try and hide his face. "W-Well, yes. Of course."

grins, keeping her eyes on his face. "Cute, too."

looking at anywhere but Marianne now and flushed even more. He wasn't used to receiving compliments. "N-No." He didn't know whether to be_

_flattered or insulted, since 'cute' is not exactly the kind of term a gentleman would like to be described as.

presses on, finding that teasing Arthur was just as fun as teasing Ann. "Oui~ Unless you'd like to be described as handsome?"

would much have that but instead, his face turned even redder. "I-I am not, really..."

((much rather have that*))

smiles. "Non, monsieur Arthur, I must insist that you are. It was rare to find someone so charming back where Ann and I are from."

"A-Ah... Really." Now he is just feeling kind of smug. "I suppose I should thank you then..." She is different from France. A little_

_flirtatious, yes, but not in a way he detested.

nods, drinking more of her tea. "The pleasure is mine, monsieur. Everyone should be flattered every once in a while."

"Well, yes. I suppose so." He muttered quietly and looked out of the window. "If that is the case, then I must say you are quite pretty."

smiles, pleased. "Thank you. It does my ego wonders to hear such a compliment."

nodded a little before turning to her once more. "So how do you find this world thus far?"

hums. "It's not much different from mine. The main difference is the definite presence of some handsome men," she replies, winking.

flushed again but scowled. Well, maybe she is more than just a little flirtatious. "Ah yes... Oh. Have you met Ann yet?"

shakes her head. "Not since appearing here, non. I am in no rush."

nodded. "I hope you have found somewhere to stay in?"

"Ah, well currently, I'm staying in my counterpart's home... but I've yet to meet him."

"Well, do be careful of him..." He warned. "He tends to... Be very... Touchy-feely, if you know what I mean." He sure hoped the Frenchman_

_would not take advantage of her.

laughs. "Monsieur, I'm quite certain that I'll be able to take care of myself. Thank you for the warning, though."

"That is a relief to hear." He said. "But if there he does anything to you, tell me and I would be sure to sit him down for--" A beating._

_"--a chat."

looks at him, her amusement clear. "My, monsieur, how very kind of you. Almost like a knight in shining armor, hm?"

blinked before chuckling. "I am no knight, Miss Marianne. I am simply a gentleman. And this, is something a gentleman such as myself could,_

_at the very least, do for a lady." Or maybe he just needed a reason to beat up France.

laughs. "Are you averse to being called my knight because I am French, monsieur?"

"*A* knight, Miss Marianne. And not at all, of course not." The female France has been an okay company so far. She was a lot better than_

_some of the others from her world. Although, he had not meet most of them as of yet.

smiles, leaning forward a little. "Very well, then. Why don't you order yourself some tea?"

nodded now. "A-Ah yes. Of course. Now if you would excuse me..." He said before standing up and walking over to the counter.

nods, letting him leave as she sips her own tea. The England here was so amusing!

returned soon after with a cup of Earl Grey. He sat himself down once more and sipped at his tea.

watches him, a little curious. "Monsieur, do you live with Angleterre? Ah, that is... the other one. Mine."

looked up for a moment before nodding. "Yes. Why?"

hums, thinking. "I just thought maybe I ought to grace her with my presence, is all. Besides, it would be nice to see a familiar face, even

if it's hers."

frowns a bit. "Yes, it would be, indeed." It seems as though Ann's relationship with Marianne was no better than France and his. "Well..."_

_He wondered if Ann would get mad at him for bringing Marianne to his home. "... You could drop by my house, if you'd like..." He was_

_hesitant about this.