A desolate place

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus had noticed the quality of establishment had lifted somewhat since they'd left the bar. They wanted clean and wholesome and didn't want to pay top-credit for the experience.

Corvus spotted a diner that looked like it fitted the bill. Advertising itself as having the best soup and pastries sold locally.

She noticed the restaurant attracted a steady clientele of locals rather than tourists, which was always a good sign. Looking at the menu outside, she saw favourites such as juri juice, ardees and a range of sliders as well as fried nerf steak, protato wedges and pickled gartro eggs.

Corvus pushed open the door and grabbed a corner booth,. No sooner had they slid into their seats than a droid waitress named 'Flo' scuttled over to take their order. Glancing at the menu, Corvus smiled to the waitress. "I'd love a simple salad without dressing and can I have some blue milk." She looked to her Padawan , to see what she'd order.

[member="Enya May"]

[member="Enya May"]

 

[Seth Harkness]

" id like some water and potato wedges please" Enya said with a smile before closing the menu and looking around the room, before glancing back at [member="Corvus Raaf"] and smiled.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

The waitress brought the drinks almost immediately. As they waited for their food to arrive, Corvus took a large drink of her blue milk. Oblivious to the moustache that now sat on her top lip, she smiled at Enya.

"So, where do you see your training going next?"

[member="Enya May"]

 

[Seth Harkness]

[member="Corvus Raaf"]

Enya thought for a moment " I really don't know " she said drinking some of her water then glanced at Corvus and crashed up laughing " since when where moustaches Blue?" she asked with a playful grin.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus wished she carried a mirror. She grabbed the container that held the napkins and, giving it a wipe with the hem of her robes, brought it up to a decent shine. She looked at her reflection and then smiled broadly at Enya before wiping the offending milk away with a napkin.

She called the waitress over. "Can I have a straw please?" And then she looked at Enya. "Mmmm... What sort of training would suit you best?"

[member="Enya May"]