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[IamanElfCollaborator]

((It's ten in the City, but not always ten elsewhere.))
"The owner, as it always is."
She motions towards the blonde woman talking with the chubby bearded guy.
"You can try."

[SOLDIER First]

Amei nods.
"I wasn't aware she cooked everything herself. Thank you."
She leaves before Lies can really say anything else, and walks over to Yuri. That hat really brings out her chest
"And I will... ... ...So, how about that weather?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Lieselotte is unbothered and continues her waitressing.
Yuri doesn't notice Amei walk over.
"Meh."

[SOLDIER First]

"I thought it was at the very least an "eh".
The atmosphere in here, though. Very atmospheric."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Yes. Atmospheric. Excellent description. Would you describe air as transparent too or is that too imaginative?"
amei-kohai is ignored by yuri-senpai

[Lermfish]

This next new arrival appeared to be a teenager with a red eyes, a matching backpack and a fancy wristwatch which she could not stop talking to and tapping. Was totally human looking if not for the antennae on her head.

"Whoa. My portal worked! The coordinates are off, clearly, but it worked! Gideon. Coordinates."

Gideon: UNABLE TO COMPLY.

"Wha? Unable to--this damn thing again. Where are we?"

Gideon: LOCATION UNKNOWN.

The red-eyed girl could only sigh while she sat at a table on the far wall. She could eat, but she was caught up in the moment. Not only did her portal work, she was surrounded by a tonne of new species. And they all seemed capable of speech!

"Note to self: scan the physiologies of everyone in here later. Gideon. Set a reminder."

Gideon: REMINDED SET, MA'AM.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the cafe, Sheera was still half-meditating when she realised the menu had been there for quite a few minutes.

Woo. The mousy-looking waitress (Sabrina) is the one who approaches her with a menu before drawing back and scurrying away.

"Hm. Let's see. What's a 'burger'? Excuse me, mademoiselle. You've run off before I could inquire about your menu's items."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Someone already gave Sheera a menu. ))

[SOLDIER First]

"No, the air is aerated. Don't you know anything?"
"Pardon me, miss?"

[Lermfish]

((Post edited, Elf!))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Even MORE imaginative."
"Hm? Yes?"
Yep. Even the voice sounds womanly.

[SOLDIER First]

"You're right. I can do better."
He thinks for a moment, and then breaks into poetry mode, faking a slight Elizabethan accent.
"Lo, what soft breeze flows through this place of words and wine, blowing gentler than the kiss of a rose upon thy cheek. The scent of food, thick meat and vegetables ripe, permeates it all."
"I was told you were the chef. I thought I would thank you in person for an excellent meal, even with the incredible standards in place here."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"You're quite welcome. I'm always happy to cook good meals for my patrons."
"Congratulations, you're a poet. Is that supposed to impress me?"

[kj1225]

"Hm... watch based. How low tech."

[SOLDIER First]

"It's called being imaginative, Maeve."
""Good" is hardly how I would put it, miss."

[Lermfish]

Woo. The mousy-looking waitress (Sabrina) is the one who approaches her with a menu before drawing back and scurrying away.

"Hm. Let's see. I can't say I'm familiar with any of these dishes. What is a 'berrgarrr'? Waitress? I have questions about your menu."