[ ........nothing on this menu is food. Is it? No, surely not.
....well to be very fair, it's more that the names and some of the ingredients are putting him off. A croque-madame? What kind of salad is a fajita salad? What the hell is jicama and arugula--although that comes to him a moment later, ah, they must mean rucola, or rocket--and what is an avocado? Why would you eat one on a chicken...pie?
Finally he drops the menu with a little frown and, rather than stew for a bit over the odd choices, he resorts to gesturing his waitress over.
...if he can get her attention. ]
Uh, Miss? Signorina?
[ he's not in his hood or his robes now, so at least he's blended in with the crowd, but he's still noticeable for the most confused expression on his face, framed by his long fringe. ]
let's be trash together! - b
....well to be very fair, it's more that the names and some of the ingredients are putting him off. A croque-madame? What kind of salad is a fajita salad? What the hell is jicama and arugula--although that comes to him a moment later, ah, they must mean rucola, or rocket--and what is an avocado? Why would you eat one on a chicken...pie?
Finally he drops the menu with a little frown and, rather than stew for a bit over the odd choices, he resorts to gesturing his waitress over.
...if he can get her attention. ]
Uh, Miss? Signorina?
[ he's not in his hood or his robes now, so at least he's blended in with the crowd, but he's still noticeable for the most confused expression on his face, framed by his long fringe. ]