A 5-Star Restaurant | Waitressing | {Mild Aphro}

[healsforjustice]

It seemed that once more, Amelia's better judgement had taken a backseat to her urge to assist people. Just her luck really, that she happened to witness someone being harassed as she passed the restaurant, apparently unable to pay their bill and looking rather terrified of what the staff might do to even things out. Unable to keep herself out of

Comments

[pink_is_back]

Costumes and uniforms didn't do much more than attract her attention, and Amelia was doing just that. Crimson eyes followed the girl until she slipped out of sight, and then she turned and crossed her arms over her chest. This wasn't going quite how she'd planned, but so many things rarely did. Stupid hotel, stupid things not going her way. She stuck out her tongue at no one in particular, and then winked at a nearby customer who happened to see it. That got him to blush and turn around in his seat.

By the time Amelia returned, Black Lady was leaning over, chin resting on her fist, supported by her elbow on the table. Her other hand was busy using the table as a drum. She looked up as the food came into view, and instantly any sign of boredom was gone. IN fact her eyes may have even seemed to sparkle. Perhaps the young sorceress was familiar with that sort of look. "Good, I'm hungry," she said, reaching for one of the milkshakes. Just as her lips got to the straw, she had to stop and look up.

What name should she give the girl? She'd refused to acknowledge the name Chibiusa for so long, opting to give out Himeko to those who didn't annoy her. Black Lady was the name she was accustomed to, but even that was inaccurate. She had no association with the Black Moon Clan any longer. "Himeko." Now she could sip the milkshake.

[healsforjustice]

That sudden shift to some upbeat enthusiasm at the sight of food was something Amelia was all too familiar with. Still, she was fairly confident that her companion could not be as much of glutton as Lina or Gourry. Still, it was nice to see her look really happy about something regardless, making the princess smile more. On hearing her name finally, she gave a polite, friendly nod.

"Nice to meet you properly at last then Miss Himeko." she greeted the other girl, straightening out her skirt before sipping her own drink, attention still on the person sitting across from her. "I'm glad to see you're fairing better than the last time we met."

[pink_is_back]

The only way to get Black Lady into an eating frenzy like that would be to challenge her in some way, most likely with cake. Since there was no cake, there was nothing to worry about. And milkshakes couldn't be consumed too fast anyway. A natural defense mechanism against overeating them.

"Just Himeko," she corrected, polite but decisive. "I'm in a much better mood today. No one's annoyed me yet, and I thought you were still working here to pay off my bill. I guess I felt bad." She waved her hand dismissively, and took a cookie. "So what was all that talk before about a kingdom and getting money?"

[healsforjustice]

"Ah, if you insist." she replied. No matter how many new people she met insisted she didn't need to address them so formally, she couldn't drop the habit. It was just her natural formality when speaking to someone who wasn't family, as if making sure to show respect. Even her friends still received formal addresses from her, even if she had known them for years.

"Well you didn't need to, I was happy to help." Amelia smiled, about to talk another sip of her drink, before her companion's words stopped her. After a moment of surprise, she laughed softly, a little nervous, having not realized Himeko overheard her. "Oh that. Well, I was just musing over how at home it was a lot easier to settle bills when this happens to me, but it's nothing to worry about."

[pink_is_back]

She wouldn't correct her again, so if she kept it up, so be it. Black Lady wasn't used to formality or even people being polite to her. Sure it happened now and then but usually she was too busy trying to satisfy her needs or laying around being lazy, and when she told people to call her Black Lady, there was no need to put 'Miss" in front of it.

"Hmm." She wasn't convinced. Black Lady rested both elbows on the table and placed her chin upon her hands. She studied Amelia carefully, looking at her face, her eyes, her hair, and a little bit below the neck. "Tell me about your home, then. I'd like to know more about it."

[healsforjustice]

Thankfully Amelia had learned that her formality was rarely needed in the hotel as it was at home, so when told to, she did drop the Mr or Miss she put on people's names. That was one thing that seemed to have stuck from her princess etiquette, without making her too obvious. That was something she wanted to be mindful of when she spoke to Black Lady; there was no shame from her position, but she didn't like lording it over people, so often didn't admit to her status unless it was needed.

"Well, it's a land with a strong foundation in different sorts of magic, and a lot of people practise it in some form. I grew up in a the White Magic capital, so I'm pretty well versed there, but I've learns a little black magic as well as some shamanic and astral spells." she explained, smiling still despite slight nervousness.