Twisted Lies. (By invite only)

"You know I fucking hate you right now, right?" Mello snapped, hugging himself in an attempt to keep warm. "Just wait till we get to the restaurant. I'm ordering the most expensive shit on the menu, even if I don't like it." He threatened. "And I don't know who you're calling pudgey, you weigh more then I do..." He mumbled, shivering against the fridgid wind.

Matt rolled his eyes. "Go ahead. Not like I'm short on cash. I work for fun Mello, not because I have too. Banks have some seriously lax security." He murmured, amusement playing across his face. "Yeah, I weigh more. I'm also taller than your short ass. So naturally I'm skinnier. Why, you jealous?" He laughed.

"What, are you a fucking quarter inch taller? Wow! So impressive..." Mello mocked, rolling his eyes. "Where is this damn place anyways? I'm freezing my ass off and I'm going to be in a foul mood until I thaw out." He asked, scowling at Matt.

Matt pushed him towards a brightly lit shop on the corner, guiding him inside, shivering in pleasure as the warmth washed over his frozen skin. "There. Now sit down shut up and order." He grinned as they were lead to a booth in the back of the restaurant. Matt pulled out the menu, sliding it across to Mello. "Anything you want. I don't care." He smiled, pulling his jacket off, draping it on the empty space next to him.

Mello inhaled the warm air deeply, smiling. "Oh sweet, sweet, delicious heat." He sighed. Flipping open the menu, he grinned at Matt. "Oh I will, don't worry. I'm famished."
"Are you two ready to order?" The waitress asked, looking between the two. "Yeah. I'll take an order of the smothered cheese fries with extra cheese, extra bacon, and extra ranch on the side..." He began, looking over the menu. "Um, I'll also have the filet mignon, medium rare, with a side of au jus. For the side I'll take the loaded baked potato. Let me see..." He trailed off, biting his bottom lip. "I'll also take a slice of the chocolate swirled cheese cake with chocolate sauce on top. Oh and a Pepsi." He finished, grinning. The waitress nodded, jotting everything down, then turned towards Matt. "And for you sir?"

Matt stared at the menu for a moment, eyes flickering over the menu. "...Ummm...Just garlic bread, not really hungry and a coffee." He flipped the menu back over and handed it to the waitress. "Want a little food with your salt and fat Mell?" He teased as the waitress brought out the drinks. Matt wrapped his hands around the cup, savouring the strong warmth for a moment before picking up the sugar and pouring it in. Stirring it, he took a sip and let out a content sigh "Much better." He smiled to himself.