[ Ivan listens intently, curious in this little slice of the world. Firo is larger than life, accent and gestures and the absolute lack of modesty when it comes to the pride of his family and world. It's all somewhat exciting, the true picture of America that had been painted for him, eve of it isn't the exact same situation.
So he moves and sits in the booth with Firo, easily, but carefully. He's well aware of his own bulk and frame. ]
Ah, I--[ How embarrassing! His ears flush pink. ] I do not know food here?
[ He knows good homecooked Russian foods, even the Belorussian, the Ukrainian, the Polish -- but Italian? It is far from his ken. ]
[ It sounds more like pleeze, but he looks perfectly fine with this situation irregardless. The English terms are certainly better than the Italian ones, but that doesn't mean Ivan knows them all. Eggplant, for instance, is -- confusing? It's an egg? But it is also a plant?
English is weird. ]
Eggsplant, what is this?
[ Curious look, because yes, good, cheese and chicken, he knows and likes these. When he can get it. ]
[ Firo that wriggled motion means absolutely nothing to Ivan, given it's kind of just vaguely curvy, though his brow furrows and he thinks it over. A big, purple, veg--oh! ]
Ah, baklazhan!
[ His face brightens in understanding, nodding enthusiastically for a brief second. ]
[Any worldliness or confidence that may have been in his mien a moment ago vanishes in favor of extreme concentration. Ivan's not the only who'll be learning new things today.]
[ He gestures, mirroring Firo's own prior ones, a look of eager concentration on his face. Ivan might like learning new things, but he also likes teaching people too. Maybe a hold out from helping to raise his little sister. His smile curves easily. ]
Baklazhan. [ Although the zhan sounds more like john. He kind of looks like he wants Firo to parrot it back to him. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
So he moves and sits in the booth with Firo, easily, but carefully. He's well aware of his own bulk and frame. ]
Ah, I--[ How embarrassing! His ears flush pink. ] I do not know food here?
[ He knows good homecooked Russian foods, even the Belorussian, the Ukrainian, the Polish -- but Italian? It is far from his ken. ]
no subject
[And because Firo is so damn nice, he'll use the English terms rather than the Italian.]
How do you feel about eggplant? Cheese?
[He looks the guy up and down. He's big and he'll probably need some meat to maintain that build.]
Should do some chicken too, probably...
no subject
[ It sounds more like pleeze, but he looks perfectly fine with this situation irregardless. The English terms are certainly better than the Italian ones, but that doesn't mean Ivan knows them all. Eggplant, for instance, is -- confusing? It's an egg? But it is also a plant?
English is weird. ]
Eggsplant, what is this?
[ Curious look, because yes, good, cheese and chicken, he knows and likes these. When he can get it. ]
no subject
[He wiggles his hands in an approximate indication of the curves of an eggplant.]
Sena knows a place where you can get 'em pretty fresh, not rotten or anything.
[As so much of the produce in these areas is.]
no subject
Ah, baklazhan!
[ His face brightens in understanding, nodding enthusiastically for a brief second. ]
Da, da, I know this.
Pff, that was too cute
[Any worldliness or confidence that may have been in his mien a moment ago vanishes in favor of extreme concentration. Ivan's not the only who'll be learning new things today.]
Bak-laz-on? How's that?
he tries ahaha
[ He gestures, mirroring Firo's own prior ones, a look of eager concentration on his face. Ivan might like learning new things, but he also likes teaching people too. Maybe a hold out from helping to raise his little sister. His smile curves easily. ]
Baklazhan. [ Although the zhan sounds more like john. He kind of looks like he wants Firo to parrot it back to him. ]
no subject
[He looks up as he draws closer to the correct pronunciation, as if looking for approval.]
So it is the same, I think. You'll like that, right?