Olaf grumbled words under his breath at what Violet had replied back. "Fine! Then we'll go out to eat!" he yelled back. He didn't really mind due to all the money he saves up from his shows. He hadn't spent any from his last show yet so now would be a good time.

Violet woke Sunny up, which got a sound of protest from the little girl. "Shhh... sh-sh-shhh... we're getting food," Violet sweetly comforted as she walked down the steps. Violet had good motherly skills, and it was clear. Gently rocking Sunny on her hip, Violet hummed and fixed her hair, oblivion of Claus opening the door for everyone. All of them would try to make the most of this.

Olaf had taken them to an Italian restaurant. Not caring if they wanted Greek or Mexican, he thought about how he was craving a good lasagna. Once the they got waited on, they were showed to a large table in the back. Olaf cleared his throat and focussed on the menu for what type of lasagna he wanted.

Violet got a high chair for sunny and put her in there, buckeling her up. Claus got a menu and decided what Sunny and himself could have and let Violet see. They all ordered something inexpensive. "Uhh Count? Thanks." Violet said, meaning it and not being sarcastic. Claus blinked then smiled at her then at the Count. "Yeah. Thanks." he said, smiling widely.

((I feel like I'm sucking at this rp :cry:))

Olaf blinked at his menu then blinked again. He then glared at them. "I do not find sarcasm funny," he said with a cringed and suspicious face.

{You're not hon :D}

Violet blinked. "I-I'm not being sarcastic, I'm honestly thanking you." she said, glaring back. Claus slinked down in his seat.

((Oh...thanks :sweat:))

Olaf raised an eyebrow at her glare, unable to find out what to reply back. Somehow she made him speechless. He quickly noticed how pretty her raven hair had matched the figure and shape of her face and brown eyes. He liked it, in a weird sense.

"How would you three like to be in a play?" he then asked them.

Violet blinked, then grinned. "Sure! As what?" she asked, eating slowly as did Claus. In just a few bites to her dinner, Violet abandoned her meal to feed Sunny bits a pieces of things, making sure the child ate. Claus got up a few minutes later and fed Sunny, letting Violet eat. Both siblings worked well together to take care of the child, that was apparent.

{You do - you do :D }

Olaf shrugged and sat back in his chair as he wiped his lips with the napkin. "I was thinking...Claus could be the director...or assistant director...and stage manager, Sunny could be like...a prop...and Violet could be one of the main roles...?" he asked as he pushed aside that they were being totally perfect siblings and ate his meal before he puked at the thought of it.

"Sunny? A prop?" Viplet laughed. "She's the best bever in history," she added, quietly which made Sunny burst into giggles. Violet smiled. Claus switched with Violet, eating himself while Violet fed Sunny the rest of the way then gave her a toy and ate herself. "Director or assistant director! I would love that! C'mon Vi - lets do it," Claus begged his elder sister. Sunny babbled. "ME too!! Please?" Violet sighed and looked from Claus and Sunny. "Alright," she concieded and Claus hugged her and Sunny laughed again, happily.

This 'family' happiness and excitement that was showing made Olaf want to barf. He sighed, shook his head, rolled his eyes, and concentrating on finishing his food. "Good. Cause I need the help," Olaf muttered, ashamed he said that. He wasn't one for asking other's for help, but he had to face it. He lost his help from other workers and needed new ones. He sighed and plastered a fake smile on his lips.

Violet leaned forward. "First things first - what role am I?" she asked, blinking in curiousity.