Weiss spent the rest of the morning in Blake's care. Thanks to her aura the hangover didn't last too long, and she was back normal around ten o'clock. She still didn't know why Blake was being so nice and helpful, which only made her feel like making up was that much more important. She was left alone for a few minutes when Blake left to return some things to team JNPR's room. Ruby and Yang were out somewhere for the morning, although she didn't know where. She was also astounded that Yang wasn't hungover as well, but then again she didn't really remember how much the blonde had to drink.
Well, I'm feeling a lot better than earlier. Maybe I could take Yang's advice and have a day out today, Weiss thought while she waited for her teammate to return. I don't think we have anything planned today. Let's see what she says. She sat on her bed thinking of things for them to do, but couldn't come up with much. After a few minutes she heard the doorknob turn, and decided to leave it up to Blake.
"Hey, do you have any plans today?" She asked once Blake was back in the room. "If not, I was wondering if you'd like to head into the city, have a sort of friends day out?"
Blake cocked her head to the side in confusion, not having expected anything like that from Weiss. "I, uh..." she began, not sure how to respond. It was a nice gesture, but she was afraid of how her feelings would affect how she acted. "That sounds like fun, but I don't know if I'm feeling up to it today."
"Are you sure? You've been acting fine all morning. Look, I know we've been on bad footing lately, and I just want to make it up to you. Let's go out, have a nice day together, act like friends. What do you say?"
Blake hesitated once again, but she couldn't think of a good reason to say no. "Well... I guess it could be fun. What did you have in mind for us to do?"
Weiss shrugged, "Whatever you want. It's your day."
"Oh... Um... Alright, if you're sure."
"Great! Let me know when you're ready to go, I'll text Ruby and let her know where we went."
They were out the door in minutes, and Blake wasn't sure what to expect from today. She anticipated a lot of painful conversations and, above all else, hoped that she would be able to keep her feelings under control. They didn't say much on the way to the airship, and they both seemed to notice the awkwardness between them. Of course, each one thought it came for a totally different reason. They boarded the flight and still didn't say much until they landed. It wasn't until after they disembarked that Weiss started the first real conversation since they left the room.
"Well, we're here," Weiss said after they'd stepped out of the airport. "Have you figured out what you want to do yet?"
Blake still hadn't come up with a full to-do list, but by now her ideas had been mostly filtered down to things that wouldn't come across as weird for friends. She shrugged, "I guess we could start with lunch. Anywhere you'd suggest?"
Weiss rolled her eyes, "Seriously? I tell you we can do whatever you want for the afternoon and you still want me to pick?"
If you keep saying we can do anything I want, I might take you up on it, Blake thought, making her smile. "I'm not the best at making decisions," she said before taking an exploratory look around. A few shops caught her eye, but with how hungry she was, they would have to wait until after she'd eaten. "How about that sub sandwich place on Sunset Avenue? The one with the big avocado tree in the median outside."
"See? You can make decisions," Weiss replied, getting an amused look in return. "What, I can't make a joke? It's a friend's day out, let's at least act like we like each other."
If only you knew, Blake thought, bringing a bit of blush to her cheeks. "Alright, you have a point. I'm just not used to jokes coming from you, you're always so serious about everything."
Weiss crossed her arms, "I know I'm not always the most whimsical person out there, but you have to admit I'm not as bad as when we first met. The old Weiss was much more uptight."
"No argument there," Blake said with a grin, earning a scowl in return. "What? Friends joking around, remember? Come on, let's start walking, we'll have plenty of time to banter on the way over."
The walk wasn't actually that long, but it was a nice day out, so the two took their time. There wasn't a lot of conversation as they walked, mostly because Weiss still felt bad about the other day and didn't want to say the wrong thing, and Blake was afraid she would accidentally say something that would obviously come across as her flirting. Even so, Blake couldn't help her eyes from wandering over to Weiss as they went along, but luckily the heiress didn't seem to notice.
They arrived at the restaurant and got in line to make their subs. This place let them choose bread, meats, cheeses, and toppings instead of just ordering something off the menu, which Blake really enjoyed. Weiss insisted on paying for both of them, which Blake was adamantly against, but in the end she gave in and let her pay. They chose a booth by the window and sat down to eat, and Weiss stifled a laugh once she noticed what Blake had gotten.
"Is it racist if I point out that you put tuna on everything?" the heiress jokingly asked, hoping that Blake would also take it as a joke.
The Faunus girl smiled, "No, not at all. It's funny, tuna's one of only a few fish that I actually like." She went back to eating, but only moments later she too chuckled after taking a closer look at Weiss' order. "Is it rude if I point out that your sub is the exact opposite of your personality?"
Weiss gave her a quizzical before looking down at her sandwich, as if she'd forgotten what she'd put on it. Among the toppings were pepperjack cheese, jalapenos, crushed red pepper, and chipotle mayo. It took her a second to get the joke, but after she did she gasped and acted offended. "Blake, are you saying I'm not a fiery, hot-blooded individual?" she asked in the most sarcastic tone she could muster.
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying," Blake replied, still smiling. "I could see Yang ordering something like that, but I don't think she'd actually be able to eat it."
Weiss rolled her eyes, "Oh please, it's not that hot. There's a bit of a kick, but that's all." Not believing her, Blake motioned to let her try a bite, and Weiss ripped off a piece from the half she hadn't started on yet to hand over. Blake had only chewed twice after popping it into her mouth before her eyes shot open, a few beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her face turned bright red. Weiss started to laugh at how sensitive Blake was, but stopped after realising she'd forgotten something. "Uh oh... I forgot, I asked for that new Grimm pepper sauce on that half... You um... You want me to get you some milk or something?"
Blake couldn't speak with the inferno spreading through her mouth, all she could do was nod and do her best to keep calm while tears started to form in her eyes from the heat. Weiss jumped up and went to get her the drink while she discretely spit out the bite into a napkin. Weiss came back with a pint of milk which Blake grabbed and downed in a matter of seconds, pausing afterward to catch her breath. Her tongue was still on fire, but not as bad as before. She turned to Weiss, who looked absolutely mortified, and gave a small smile, "Just a bit of a kick, huh?"
The heiress sighed with relief to see that Blake was okay, and also not mad. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking that I—"
"Relax, it's alright," Blake interrupted, although immediately after she started coughing from the leftover spice. "Seriously though, how can you eat that?"
Weiss shrugged, "It's not that hot to me." She picked up the other half of her sub and took a bite, chewing and swallowing without the heat phasing her at all. She smirked, "Maybe I'm just so hot that it doesn't affect me."
Blake grinned, "Well, you are pretty hot, but I think I was on to something with your personality." Weiss gave her a weird look, and it took a second before what she'd said actually sank in. Oh no, please tell me I did not just say that, she thought in horror.
"Umm... Thank you?" Weiss replied. "But I'm not that cold of a person, not all the time at least."
Blake blinked a few times before realising her comment had gone unnoticed. "Uh... Y-Yeah, I guess so," she stuttered, shaking her head to clear away the mixed signs of panic and relief on her face. "Sorry, the uh... the spice is messing with my head."
"Again, sorry about that," Weiss replied with a small frown, not doubting Blake's cover-up at all. "Want to get some ice cream or something after lunch? That'll probably help."
"Sounds great. And see? There's nothing wrong with you picking something that we do today."
Weiss just shook her head and went back to eating. While she claimed that she could handle the heat of her sandwich, Blake could swear she heard sizzling every time the heiress took a bite. Once they'd both finished they took to the street again, this time in search of ice cream. They went past a few shops, but Blake had decided on a small stand by the docks because she liked the owner. Weiss didn't really think it mattered, but went along without a complaint. The line was pretty short when they got there, only three people, so the wait was nice and quick. Blake went for two scoops of mint chocolate chip, while Weiss got a much more plain single scoop of vanilla.
"See, that seems much more fitting for you to order," Blake teased. "White, bland, you get the idea."
"Oh be quiet," Weiss shot back, then started to smile. "And let me guess, the real reason you choose this stand is because it has fish flavoured ice cream? That would explain why it's so close to the docks."
"No, that sounds absolutely disgusting. Besides, you can see what I got, you heard me order it."
"True, but you could've winked or something, ordered two scoops of tuna chocolate chip instead."
"Whatever you say. So how's your ice cream?" Blake asked once they were walking again. Weiss said something in return that was muffled by her having a full mouth, but it seemed to be a nod of approval. Blake was going to leave the conversion there, but then a devious grin started to crawl its way across her lips. "Or should I call it Weiss cream?"
The heiress stopped mid step and turned to Blake with a look somewhere between shocked and appalled. "Don't say that again. Ever," she said. Her tone wasn't quite as serious as her face, but either way Blake wasn't going to argue with her. "And since when do you make puns like that?"
"I don't know, maybe Yang's sense of humour is starting to rub off on me."
"Fantastic," Weiss groaned. "Just what our team needs. Anyway, we've gotten our ICE cream, so where would you like to go next? And no, I'm not going to help you decide."
"Alright, fine. Um... I guess we could go see a play, if that's something you'd enjoy too."
"Really? A play?" Weiss asked in surprise. "Actually, I guess it makes sense that you'd like live theatre over the movies with how much you read. That sounds fine, what play did you have in mind?"
Blake shrugged, "I don't know, we could stop by the local theatre and see if there's a good show playing soon. If not, we could just go to the movies."
"Alright, lead the way."
Blake nodded and led them down a few streets until they arrived at the playhouse. Instead of being mostly silent for the duration of the walk though, the two were engaged in conversation almost the entire time. Now that the initial weirdness had passed for both of them, they had no trouble talking like a normal pair of friends, which felt great for them both.