Meeting for dinner

[missthewoman]

Who: missthewoman, 11ady
What: Une is making amends for being such an "unpleasant conversationalist". (Which she's not, really, but Irene is pleased to take her offer of dinner.)
When: November
Where: Some nice restaurant on the planet
Warnings: none

[Bundled up against the chill weather, Irene came to stand outside the charming restaurant only a couple minutes

Comments

I have the post tracked, Kohaku. 8) Let's tag the log rather than thread if it's ok?

[11ady]

[Already seated at the table, Une fiddled with the napkin on her lap. She had a knack for being more than punctual and, more often than not, this led to fidgeting and impatience that she could blame on no one but herself. The maître d' had been told to lead Irene to the table once she declared herself at the door. No need to fret.]

Will do, thank you! ^.^

[missthewoman]

[Looking up and down the street and not seeing Une approaching, she steps into the restaurant and is promptly ushered to the table where the lady is already seated.

Irene cannot say she is too surprised, for she rather seemed the type to be either extremely punctual or quite early. ...She would wager early, if the condition of the napkin and a slight tension about her were anything to go by. But, the lady also had a way of giving her the odd start.

Allowing the maitre d' to take her coat she came to stand beside Une and extends her hand.]

A pleasure to meet you in person, lady Une.

[11ady]

[Manners dictate that she accept the proffered hand and societal norms are downright authoritarian from her perspective. She stands to greet her guest and her clasp on the other woman's hand is firm (a weak handshake betrays frailty) but it doesn't cling or linger.]

A mutual pleasure.

[Warm hands, cold heart. That's how the saying went. Miss Adler wasn't exactly warm. No, something else, a light touch she couldn't quite gauge.]

[missthewoman]

[Irene's handshake is decidedly more lady-like, but she responds to Une's firmness with a tight clasp of her own.
Seating herself she gives the room a glancing look. She had been assured that it was one of the most tasteful places to eat on the planet (for a foreigner), and the décor reflected it.]

I anticipate it will be something of a culinary adventure.

[11ady]

[seating herself back down, she glances at the electronic menu written in an alien alphabet]

Indeed. Shall we take a chance?

[she uses a hand to scroll through the touchscreen, checking off her choice of meal at random]