[Huh... that's actually not a bad idea at all. He knows that their earpieces auto-translate for them, but guess they can always temporarily take it off so that he can show Maelle that he's tried to learn some of her language. It wouldn't be hard to ask one of the Expeditioners about this sort of thing either, Gustave or Sciel comes to mind. They're pretty chill about this.
It's clear that he's really considering this piece of advice, with a thoughtful look taking a hold of him.]
Showing that you're paying attention to something they like, right? Or something that defines them. Yeah, it's a good thought.
[Maybe even more impressive than saving someone while flying the Falcon-- okay apples and oranges here, not to mention that he is genuinely taking this seriously. He can imagine Maelle smiling or maybe even teasing him if he messes up on the pronunciation a little, but he would try pretty hard.
He nods, and there's a small smile on Scott before he sips at his soda.] It's a pretty good idea man. I know a couple of things she's into, like fencing and flowers. There's also flower field I take her to.
[ Junpei brightens when Scott seems receptive to the idea, mentally patting himself on the back. Total Lady's Man and all! He taps his index finger to his forehead and then points it toward Scott in some sort of pseudo-salute. ]
That'd be perfect, dude! It's kind of a shame one of my teammates ain't here. Maelle's sounding more and more like Kirijo-senpai with everything I hear about her and I bet she'd be able to help you out! I do know one thing, though...
[ Junpei yanks a napkin from the holder and reaches into his jacket pocket to pull out a pen. On the napkin, he writes the words: Champs De Fleurs. He slides it over in Scott's direction so he can have that as a starting point. ]
Don't ask me how to say it, bro. But apparently it means Field of Flowers. The last mission I was on with my team was at a hotel with that name. Kirijo-senpai was the one who translated, so I'm pretty sure it's right! She's real smart and rich. Probably well-traveled, too!
[ The spelling is also actually right. The hotel name isn't something Junpei would forget. For. Reasons. Dropping his chin on his palm, he smiles at Scott. Maybe this can start the process of repaying Scott for coming all this way at 2am for emergency late night breakfast. ]
[He looks at the writing that's on the napkin, eyebrows slightly furrowed as he tries to pronounce the words written there. Definitely French and uh, it's not like he's ever tried to speak the language before, but this is a good starting place as any-- especially as Junpei explains the actual meaning behind them. Field of Flowers, huh? Just like their favorite spot and everything. It's a connection and thus all that sentimental stuff that girls like.
And fine he likes it too, not that he'd ever admit it.
His expression visibly softens as he keeps the napkin by his side. Yeah, he's going to start with this for sure. He'll keep practicing here.]
Yeah, I think that's good, thanks man. [Him just 100% believing that the words here actually mean Field of Flowers, but truly, he isn't worried about that.] And I'll come back later and tell you how to pronounce it. Maybe you can even impress Kirijo in return.
[And soon, their breakfast is finally being delivered to them! The companion bots come strolling by with plates and plates of food: pancakes, eggs, bacon, all the works. They won't be hungry after this.]
We can probably end here unless you wanna do one more!
Heh! I'd appreciate it, man. Although when it comes to Kirijo-senpai, sometimes I dunno if I'd rather impress her or be punished by her.
[ Goonpei Iori, at your service. But he thinks if Scott ever saw her, he'd totally get it. In the meantime, his entire demeanor brightens as these massive portions come out. Scott wasn't kidding when he boasted about how the Americans do it! And Junpei is so ready to tuck into this.
He meets his friends gaze across the table and smiles -- both out of eagerness but also appreciation. He's glad in all of this mess, after the trauma he faced on Mesa, he could come back to Etraya and have a good pal. It's all thanks to Scott that Junpei's able to put himself back together, at least a little bit. But he said all that sappy shit earlier, so for now what he settles on is: ]
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It's clear that he's really considering this piece of advice, with a thoughtful look taking a hold of him.]
Showing that you're paying attention to something they like, right? Or something that defines them. Yeah, it's a good thought.
[Maybe even more impressive than saving someone while flying the Falcon-- okay apples and oranges here, not to mention that he is genuinely taking this seriously. He can imagine Maelle smiling or maybe even teasing him if he messes up on the pronunciation a little, but he would try pretty hard.
He nods, and there's a small smile on Scott before he sips at his soda.] It's a pretty good idea man. I know a couple of things she's into, like fencing and flowers. There's also flower field I take her to.
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That'd be perfect, dude! It's kind of a shame one of my teammates ain't here. Maelle's sounding more and more like Kirijo-senpai with everything I hear about her and I bet she'd be able to help you out! I do know one thing, though...
[ Junpei yanks a napkin from the holder and reaches into his jacket pocket to pull out a pen. On the napkin, he writes the words: Champs De Fleurs. He slides it over in Scott's direction so he can have that as a starting point. ]
Don't ask me how to say it, bro. But apparently it means Field of Flowers. The last mission I was on with my team was at a hotel with that name. Kirijo-senpai was the one who translated, so I'm pretty sure it's right! She's real smart and rich. Probably well-traveled, too!
[ The spelling is also actually right. The hotel name isn't something Junpei would forget. For. Reasons. Dropping his chin on his palm, he smiles at Scott. Maybe this can start the process of repaying Scott for coming all this way at 2am for emergency late night breakfast. ]
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And fine he likes it too, not that he'd ever admit it.
His expression visibly softens as he keeps the napkin by his side. Yeah, he's going to start with this for sure. He'll keep practicing here.]
Yeah, I think that's good, thanks man. [Him just 100% believing that the words here actually mean Field of Flowers, but truly, he isn't worried about that.] And I'll come back later and tell you how to pronounce it. Maybe you can even impress Kirijo in return.
[And soon, their breakfast is finally being delivered to them! The companion bots come strolling by with plates and plates of food: pancakes, eggs, bacon, all the works. They won't be hungry after this.]
We can probably end here unless you wanna do one more!
[ Goonpei Iori, at your service. But he thinks if Scott ever saw her, he'd totally get it. In the meantime, his entire demeanor brightens as these massive portions come out. Scott wasn't kidding when he boasted about how the Americans do it! And Junpei is so ready to tuck into this.
He meets his friends gaze across the table and smiles -- both out of eagerness but also appreciation. He's glad in all of this mess, after the trauma he faced on Mesa, he could come back to Etraya and have a good pal. It's all thanks to Scott that Junpei's able to put himself back together, at least a little bit. But he said all that sappy shit earlier, so for now what he settles on is: ]
Let's feast, my brother!