The Louvre Museum

[America]

"You don't seem to be remembering the Olympics, Francis," there was a mischeivious glint in his eye, and then heard the second part, "Paint balls burt like a bitch though," he said, rubbing his shoulder where he remembered he got hit really hard once.

[France]

"Maybe but they are better than real bullets." Thinking a while longer. "I did however want to try that new video game that your country is really into..."Trying to think of what it's called.

[America]

America shrugged, "I'm into a lot of video games. I didn't know you liked them."

[France]

((Sorry. My friend came and got me.))

Francis looked at him, smiling crookedly. "I am not normally but it sounds quiet...interesting. Call of Duty: Black Ops I think it was. I would love to play the Nazi zombie part of the game. Oh! The Russian Cosmonauts Zombies aslo." Scratching the fuzzies on his chin. "Oh! And the Pentagon or the white house zombies..." Smiling at the thought of playing that game again at home, instead of at Target.

((I don't know if France has Target or not. I like target so they get one. Plus I know about this game...If I didn't have a Wii I would be buying an X-box...-loves that game to death-))

[America]

America just nodded, "You sound like you've done your research. I caught Eli playing it once," he shook his head and shrugged, "Oh well. It's a good game," he nodded.

[France]

Francis chuckled softly, "I played it at Target...I need to get on X-box however so I can have Netflix..." Sighed in really deeply, watching his feet. "So what made you come to the country you hate the most?"

[America]

"Now that's a little far-fetched. There are plenty of countries I hate more than you, Pops; Afghanistan, Pakistan, China, Russia, Cuba, 'Nam (though she's actually been kinda cool lately), North Korea, you know, all of them," he wiggled his fingers, "You're not on the 'hate' side of the scale, you're on the 'dislike because the people suck' scale. Though I'm probably that on yours, too," he laughed loudly.

[France]

"Only when you make an ass of your self I don't like you. But other than that I do like you." Francis sounded mater of fact kinda tone. "You are quiet enjoy able when you want to be." Shrugging.

[America]

America grinned over at him and slapped his back, "Thanks man! Hey, what're we going to eat? 'Cause yanno, I don't want frogs or snails..."

[France]

Francis coughed when his back was hit, "Um...I am going to regret this later but I was going to take you to a hamburger place that isn't Mc Donnalds. But it's a lot nice and not as fast food ish." Francis looks Alfred.

[America]

America blinked, then grinned, "All right that's cool. I like carefully made burgers just as much as Micky D's!"

[France]

Francis just makes a dead face at the mention of Mc Donnalds again. "Hmm..." He keeps walking with Alfred.

[America]

America smiled, "Don't get me wrong, I have a huge appreciation for food. I. Love. Food. Just McDonalds is quick, and cheap, and delicious."

[France]

Francis eye twitched little at the mention of that place, but re composed him self. "Ah~ I would rather go eat some Italy's pasta." He smiles at Alfred, holding the door for the American to go in the res truant.

[America]

America blinked, "I thought you said you were going to take me for fancy burgers?"