Or the Chocolate Fondue

[Hans]

(September 4th, open to Hans & Anna)

The lowly prince gave a vicious sneer towards the food. Greasy hot dogs and hamburgers graced his view. He stood these looking more casual than he had before, dressed in black slacks, a white shirt and his tie laying casually on his chest. He'd chosen a slender tie to match his slender form. But he wasn't going to remain that way if he ate this food. Scouring around he spotted a salad bar. That was better.

Moving his tray over, he grabbed a bowl and started loading up his tray. Green lettuce, carrots, cucumbers, everything he could get on the salad. He'd even picked off some cold chicken. Pouring a nice vinaigrette over the pile, the prince took a treat for himself as well. A little chocolate brownie with a bit of chocolate whipped cream on it. He couldn't help but grin. It was a treat his mother had for him at home. Not that this would measure up but the male was fine with it any way.

A little tiny chocolate slice of home.

He walked out of the cafeteria area to the seating area, looking about for somewhere to eat his lunch.

[Anna]

The question was, what to choose?

Even having been here three days already, Anna was still finding it hard to select what she wanted for lunch. There was just so much choice, a lot of which was different from anything she'd seen back in Arendelle; she could hardly begin to pick anything out. Finally, however, Anna settled on what looked like a kind of ommlette, piled a generous portion of salad onto the plate and an even more generous helping of chocolate desert into a bowl beside it, and began looking around for somewhere to sit. Her first thought was to look for Elsa, but her platinum-blonde sister was nowhere in sight - Anna tried not to sigh aloud. She had hoped things might be different between her and Elsa here... but though they were at least speaking when they saw each other around the dorms - a marked improvement, in Anna's book - Elsa still never seemed to be anywhere when her little sister just wanted to hang out.

Again, Anna felt a flash of the old frustration. What had she even done, anyway?

It was in this moment that Anna's focus was more on her thoughts than where she was going. The redheaded girl was so lost in her irritation with Elsa for not being around to do something so simple as share lunch together that she hadn't even noticed the even more redheaded boy looming in front of her until she was right on top of him. As the two impacted, Anna gave a gasp, reeled backwards, and desperately tried to keep herself from spilling her lunch all down her front as she fought for her balance. Whether she was successful or not, was something that was entirely dependent upon how the male should react.

[Hans]

Hans' eyes widened as he collided with a shorter redhead, a girl with a white stripe in her hair. He didn't recognize her at first, just a clumsy girl who'd spilled her lunch down the front of his white shirt. He winced, a princely instinct to grab her hand before she completely spazzed out in front of everyone. He stared down at her, eyes blinking with vague recognition. Where had he seen this girl before? Seen or just vaguely seen. Somewhere where his parents were. Oh well. Who cared?

"Excuse me!" He said, his fake smile pouring onto his features, "Are you alright?" Aware of his own...handsomeness for lack of a better term...Hans tried to keep the charm floating around him as he straightened Anna up from her tumble. In the back of his head he prayed she might have been a princess or something royal. After all, he never knew who he was going to meet on this little stupid adventure.

(sorry this is so short ^^

[Anna]

"Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Anna flushed rather as the male pulled her upright, grateful for the save, but embarrassed that it had been necessary at all. Whoever the stranger was, he had quick reflexes - he'd managed to grab her hand before she'd even come close to hitting the ground - and the fact that he was strikingly attractive didn't hurt either. The catch had given Anna the opportunity to save her tray with her free hand before the contents had gone all over her, too; while she'd taken a bit of a shower of salad leaves, the omlette itself was intact, the salad bowl was still fairly full, and the chocolate desert-

Had gone all over Hans' shirt instead of her own.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." She felt giddy, more from the male's handsomness than from the fall, and her former line of thought had gone completely out the window with the collision. "I just wasn't looking where I was going. Lucky I bumped into you and not someone else, you're gorgeous- uh, you're a good catch." A napkin, she should get him a napkin. Setting down her tray on the nearby table, Anna snatched up a couple of serviettes and, feeling as though to dab at Hans' shirt herself would be far too intimate, awkwardly handed them to him. As she waited for him to attend to his shirt, Anna surreptitiously tucked a few strands of hair behind one ear, tightened her tie, and smoothed the salad leaves out of her skirt, trying not to be too obvious about making herself more presentable. He was the most handsome guy she'd ever encountered face-to-face, and after her initial crash into him, the princess wanted to make the best impression possible to counteract it.

That done, Anna clasped her hands in front of her, her lunch momentarily forgotten completely as she just watched him. Still feeling a little stunned and light-headed. It might have been a slip of the tongue, but her statement had been correct; he really was gorgeous.