He needed a place to wait until Fran returned, and this cafe seemed just as good a place as any. Balthier strolled into the restaurant taking a seat and staring distantly out the window. Fran didn't need Balthier's help in taking down a few foes, but something struck the man odd about these particular ones. Sky pirate's instinct he supposed, and one that he had come to trust over the years. He scowled. No, Balthier didn't like the looks of things one bit.

But after awhile, his expression lightened again. No need to be worried. Fran was armed well enough and was only going to investigate. She would be done quickly, sure as could be, he need only wait. The man crossed his arms over one another as he leaned against the table. "I think I could use a drink," he said to the server who had just come by his table. "I'm not feeling very picky today. I trust you'll surprise me?"

"Yes sir," the young girl stated before walking away.