Cranberry water swirled into the drain, a fading pink trickling down chamois porcelain in thin sheets. Linali flicked her hands and dried her hands with semi-coarse generic tissue. She tidied her hair, smiling when she accomplished a pleasing result; then shuffled out the women's restroom to find group after group of people scurry out the hotel. Blinking, Linali hopped out and hurried herself to the restaurant.

"......well," she muttered awkwardly. There was Gunzi and Larxene sitting alone at a center table for three. Gunzi looked amused, and Larxene... Linali couldn't read her, although she seemed as if she expected this to happen. The exorcist walked over the table, glancing at the nervous waiter who gave her a look. She did something wrong, she knew it. But..what? Anyway...

"Wow... this never happened before. Usually the restaurant gets packed at this hour," she wondered allowed as she sat. "Um...so have you ordered yet?"