It's time to move, the lights are green...

[gavesugar]

Who: Sheila (gavesugar) & Anyone
When: Thursday morning, just after morning sirens
Where: Saiko's Sushi Bar
Summary: Sheila deals with her post-secret-admirer dumping and, as always, could use an ear or someone to rant at.
Warnings: None, but expect some twelfth-century style swearing.

Comments

I hope you don't mind a random stranger wandering in late in here!

[excellentviolet]

The curtain lifts and a well-dressed man who seems to be in his middle age comes in. Underneath the pressed lilac button-down shirt and the tailored black slacks, there was no doubt that the man had the body of a fighter, given the way his muscles seemed quite prominent. Despite that, he didn't seem the dangerous type, even as he came into the restaurant at an abnormally early hour.

He sat down a seat or two away from Sheila and proceeded to call for some kind of dish in fluent Japanese-- a "bento", he says. Then he eyes Sheila for a moment and adds something. Not too long after, a warm cup of green tea was placed before the girl. Lee looks in her direction and nods reassuringly.

"I don't usually see patrons here coming so early."

Definitely not! :) Heading to bed in a few minutes. Will pick up tags tomorrow night!

[gavesugar]

It's the sudden, fluent burst of language - entirely new to her ears and lovely-sounding - that perks Sheila's interest and makes her turn her head. The gentleman sitting beside her is strong of build, and she notes his modern clothing with mild curiosity.

She's never been one to turn down unexpected kindness, especially when it's given without expected recompense. At his nod, she eyes the cup of tea curiously before cradling it in her palm and lifting it to her lips and taking a sip. The soothing herbal taste of it rolls down her throat, moistening it.

"Ah, I am a special case. I wert here the evening before."

<3 Awesome.

[excellentviolet]

Lee blinked a few times. That was some kind of strange language. It took him a moment to figure that "wert" was actually "was". But that language... it sounded like something right out of a Shakespeare play.

"Hm? And whatever made you stay here?"

He figured that she should have a good breakfast if she was here since the night before. He eyed the man behind the counter and spoke again, a little softly this time, but still commanding. Promptly, the man turned and went to order things from the chef.

Re: <3 Awesome.

[gavesugar]

It's completely normal to Sheila. Then again, eating roasted peacock and porridge for breakfast is normal to Sheila.

"Twas stay here and bathe the dishes or be transported to the jail. Mine 'secret admirer' attempted to greengown me and I struck him. I chose the work to pay the bill." She will always choose hard work, if given the chance. She notices that he's trying to feed her and automatically she tries to clear this debt, too. "I must find some way of repaying thee, sir..." She flushes, because she's already accepted a beverage from him and doesn't even know his name.