you meet in a denny's

[nornir]

[ That's it. That's the prompt.

Favorite or not, hungry or no - perhaps there are even more magical forces at play this day - nevertheless, you are here, in a diner. You've simply ended up at this place, somehow, its warm atmosphere and warmer food ...

... The first may be a bit too warm, possibly. It's actually sort of crowded, with precious little seating available,

And so, here you end up - here you both end up - eyeing the final table, the final two chairs in the restaurant, with a total stranger.

What to do? ]

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[crimsonhorizon]

[It's a simple answer for Tsubaki--even in a place this crowded, sitting alone would be...

well.

She hasn't had a meal alone in nearly 14 years, she doesn't intend to start now. So she smiles, cheerful and sunny (ha) and hopefully inviting. Hopefully also not belying she's starting to melt a bit. Why is it so warm here? Why is it so warm?]

Ah...would you mind sharing terribly much, Miss?

[constellationprize]

[ dia smiles in kind, equally warm... perhaps that's poor phrasing in this environment, but here we are. ]

Oh! Um -

No, it's okay! If you're fine with me, then I don't mind...!

[crimsonhorizon]

Please. Meals taste better with company, after all.

[Even if this place is...strange. Look, she's never been a picky eater she's just wondering about this...decor. Can we even really call it that? What even are these materials? Why do they have sugar and salt just out where anyone can take them? What opulent fuckery is this?

This must be Dynast nonsense.

Anyway, Tsubaki will take a seat, and it is worth noting she is achingly beautiful, even when it takes her a moment to figure out how a booth works. Then again, her struggling with modern furniture might make her more attractive to certain morosexuals?]

[constellationprize]

Oh, are you confused...?

[ as she settles into the opposite both herself, hands grasping the length of her hair into a (hopefully) cooler ponytail, she mulls that over. it's nothing she's exactly seen before, but having been fairly lost in experiences of her own prior to arriving... wherever this is? is this a restaurant in the city? she isn't sure -

but having experienced similar feelings she can at least, she believes, recognize it in someone else; more than anything else, doesn't it follow that this is a person who could use her help? ]

If there's anything you need, I'll try and do my best to help you!

[crimsonhorizon]

That's...very kind of you. [Tsubaki's regretting wearing her hair down today, that's for sure. She's pulled it out from under her ass, at least, over her shoulder with a bit of a discontented grumble.]

It's a very strange style of restaurant...I don't know I've seen anything like it before.

[She glances down at the menu and frowns a little.]

These are a little strange, too...but at least I can read this language.

[Because she's cheating with magic, but still.]

[constellationprize]

Oh, this is called a "diner!"

[ said as if she isn't entirely familiar with the concept herself. ]

It serves a bigger range of food than a cafe, but it's prepared faster than other types of restaurants, I think...

[ and, after a bit of digging around in her bag -

one-handed, she extends a... hair tie? very simple, black in color. ]

[crimsonhorizon]

Oh! Thank you.

[She blinks a little, and reaches out to take the tie--she pauses, and retracts her dominant hand, which has permanent ink stains on it, to reach with her other hand. Her nails are very nicely manicured, at least.]

I think I've heard of cafes in some of the richer satrapies, but such things are hardly common where I'm from.

[She pulls her hair back with the precision of someone who's had long hair her whole life. Though...

her hair's even longer than Lucifel's, come to think of it? It's more obvious when it's put up, too.] It's quite a selection...Mmm, and the syrup right on the table, he'd definitely enjoy that...