Though you're familiar with shopping in sections like these, you're blown away by the pristine cuts and exorbitant prices you're met with at the luxury area of the deli. There is meat here the cost of several fancy dinners out. You gulp and start looking through, hoping your wallet can handle it.

You hover over the steaks. It's a classic dinner meal, and you could easily whip up a vegetable and potato side to go with it. But with such a big decision comes deliberation. And you stand there for a while, looking at each and every one.

MP   Tch. Can you decide already?

MP   I'm getting restless just looking at you.

You jolt in surprise, turning to see a familiar face standing next to you.

Y/N   Sorry, I'll get out of your way.

You take some steps back, but he only scoffs in response.

MP   Wish I was getting one, but no.

MP   I just saw you fluttering about. Thought I'd get your senses straight.

Y/N   Oh. Thank you.

His gaze moves towards the steaks, and you can see his eyes glaze over.

MP   Gods, do I wish.

MP   What the hell are they paying you, for you to afford this?

MP   Or are you chummier with rich guys than I thought?

Y/N   I know. I've been saving up.

MP   What, is today a big day or something?

Y/N   Uh... yeah.

As his expression turns quizzical, you gesture to all the love-themed decorations and items stocked around the store. He rolls his eyes.

MP   Tch.

MP   I didn't take you for someone to fall for a such a consumerist ploy.

Y/N   You were looking at those steaks, too.

MP   Because they're good food, not some display of grandiose sentimentality.

MP   Unbelievable.

MP   I've lost respect for you.

Y/N   You respected me before?

He smirks, then shoves your head enough for you to stumble but not enough for you to fall.

MP   Don't sound so happy about it, smartass.

As you find your footing again, you notice that he's holding a shopping basket in his other hand. You lean over to try to get a better look, but he instantly jerks it behind his back.

MP   Whoa. Privacy, motherfucker.

Y/N   Now I definitely need to see what you're getting.

Y/N   Who acts shady about groceries?

MP   A man with shit to do.

MP   Stop hovering.

You keep circling around him, eventually getting a good eyeful of what's inside. They seem to be regular groceries, but many of them are marked with clearance stickers.

MP   See? I told you it's nothing.

Y/N   I'm pretty sure you insinuated the opposite.

MP   It's nothing for you to get all worked up over.

MP   And, for what it's worth? At least I'm getting stuff done.

MP   What have you been doing, besides wandering between the same stacks of flesh?

MP   What's it all for?

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>>-> Invite him to tonight's dinner.

>>-> Offer to buy some for him to enjoy.