"Gilbert… what are you doing?"
Francis leaned over to get a better look at what his friend was texting under the table. Unfortunately, the letters were two small for him to make out.
"Yeah, Gilbert," Antonio chimed in, "You're not usually this quiet. Its kinda weird, y'know?"
The albino smiled, "I have one word, my friends: Mind games."
"That's two words, mon cher."
"Yeah, whatever. Just," he hit the send button and looked up, "watch Elizaveta's face."
Together Francis and Antonio turned to stare at the Hungarian girl across the cafeteria. In a matter of seconds her face turned bright red as she stuffed her phone back into her bag. Francis laughed and gazed back at Gilbert while Antonio kept watching.
"What on earth did you send the poor girl?" he asked.
Gilbert smirked, "Well, we've been dating for a while now…"
He raised an eyebrow, "Go on."
"So I decided to take it to the next level," whipping out his phone again Gilbert's fingers began to fly over the keys.
A smile slowly began to spread over Francis's face, "Lemon?"
"You better believe it!"
"What's a lemon?" Antonio questioned, "Isn't that just a fruit?"
Francis and Gilbert looked at him with blank expressions. Antonio shrugged and went back to his watching as the other two started talking again.
"What is it now, Antonio?"
He pointed, "Now Roderich's face is turning red too!"
"And why might that be…?" Francis deadpanned, throwing a glance at Gilbert.
Gilbert shook his phone in front of Francis's face, "I told you, mind games!" leaning back in his chair he grinned, "I just sent him the same thing!"