Thou? What an odd... He tries to catch a glimpse of the nametag but hell, a waiter is a waiter. Probably lots of 'em around with blue hair... [Right. Keep thinking that, Discord dearest] He nods and proceeds onwards, glancing around at the bustling diner, taking especial note of the light fixtures and precariously balanced plates of several of the more inexperienced waiters. Booth seat? Don't mind if he does. He raps his knuckles impatiently on the counter, checking the specials absently.
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Action: I quite agree. Shall we dance?
Date: 2012-01-06 08:41 am (UTC)"...milk before...chocolate pie...hm..."