7th ☆ [Bowl-O-Rama with mylife4food]

[adropofjupiter]

[Now this was an odd place to suddenly find oneself in. Alone.

Oh wait... there was some guy slumped in a chair next to her. She'd never seen him before and leaned close to get a look at him. Okay, so he was cute, but cute wasn't important right then. What was important was figuring out where the hell she was and then figuring out how she got there.

So she left the sleeping guy there and wandered deeper into the belly of the... Bowl-O-Rama? At least that's what the sign over the wood floor area said. Huh. The witch goes exploring and finds the doors are locked.

Huh. Might as well see if there's anything to steal aside from a bunch of ugly shoes, heavy balls and pencils.]

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[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Thank you but I do not need a drink. Would you like me to bring you one?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I'll need you to do your knightly duty and open my beer, ze.

[Looking around for a book. Apparently she finds a sappy discarded dime romance novel some girl left. Well, it'll work...]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[Oh right, she did have that second one. Which he popped open for her and returned it.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Awesome. Thanks.

[Taking said beer and then pointing to the chair next to her by the scoring table she's seated at.]

Sit. I found a book laying around, so we'll work with this one. But first I want you to write out your letters and tell me what they are first. I know you said you knew them, but this'll help me figure out how to start.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[He grabs a seat....and scoring pencil and paper. With that, he writes down the alphabet as neat as can be and repeats them outloud. He's done this enough that he knows it by heart.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Okay... And you said you could write your name?

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[He does that too! Matthew has made him sign quite a few things before...]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Awesome. Let's try my name. Just my first name - Marisa. Sound it out and write down how you think it's spelled.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[He slowly sounds it out in his head and spells it like "Mahrisah" a little hesitantly.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Pretty close, ze.

[She takes a pencil and spells it correctly underneath his version.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Why is it like this?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Listen to the way I pronounce it.

Marisa. [pause] Marisa.

Hear how the emphasis is on the middle syllable? Marisa. Because of that, the A's in my name are shorter in sound than they would be if the emphasis was different. Since they're a shorter 'ah' sound, there's no need for the H's to draw the sound out.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

...I think I get it.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Let's let that go for now and work with this book I found.

[She opens it up and turns to the first page.]

Start reading out loud and I'll help you with pronunciation and answer questions.

[ooc: want to leave it here?]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Y-Yes.

[ooc; chill with me]