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"Burgers are wonderful! And a onion ring is a ring of sliced onion coated with batter or crumbs and fried!"

"Right, then. I'll get that."
A purple-haired, bubble-gum-chewing waitress came over. "Can I take your order?"
Nyx ordered burgers and onion rings.

"Burger and Fries, please!!" He asked, surprising the waitress with his voice. And somehow, she knew him

Ivchenko picked up his own menu and opened it. Despite being able to understand the language the menu was written in, he actually hadn’t heard of a lot of the dishes that were written in this menu.

“Hm…this may be a bit more difficult of a choice than I originally predicted..” He continued to scan the menu.

Wait, she has a sister named Pudding? Well, I guess that explains why her name's Peppermint, Beckett thought.
"I dunno, Pepper, that sounds like a lot of sugar…" he began, then shrugged. "But whatever, it's not my money." He turned to face Vozrael and Nyx's booth.
"Hey, Radiohead!" he shouted. "We'll take pancakes with whipped cream, strawberries, powdered sugar, and syrup for Pepper–probably with chocolate milk too?–and I'll have a waffle with fried eggs and bacon, plus black coffee. Thanks."

While they were waiting for their food, Nyx fiddled with her bracelets, unsure of what to do.

Peppermint gaped at the waitress. "I like your hair, miss! It looks like my Big Bro Cracker's!" The girl stood on her knees in her seat, resting her arms on the top of the booth. "It's really pretty!" She turned to Beckett, and nodded. "Yeah, chocolate milk! And a milkshake, too!" Peppermint giggled as she slid back down into her seat. "I like milkshakes," she explained. "Almost as much as I like lollipops!"

"they will have pancakes with whipped cream, strawberries, powdered sugar, and syrup, chocolate milk, a waffle with fried eggs and bacon, plus black coffee." He said, ordering it for them.

"Ah," Beckett said. He remembered a time–maybe two or three years ago–when he and his friends were crammed into a tiny booth, eating fries dipped in milkshakes after a show. He felt a slight twinge of regret for leaving without telling any of them, but he forced the thought from his head.

Nyx closed her eyes and, as was her tendency to do when bored, sent out her field, probing the nearby area. There was nothing of interest, but her attention did snag briefly on Beckett's injured wrist. She frowned slightly, but knowing that Beckett would probably proverbially bite her head off if she mentioned it again, kept her mouth shut.

"So, Nyx…" He said
"If it's okay… tell me more about yourself!"

She smiled bitterly. "There isn't much to hear."

"Ah, okay then!" He said, making it an awkward silence.

“Think I’ll just have soup.” Ivchenko decided. He didn’t care for what type - he was never much of a worrier on whatever he got to eat. He set down the menu.

"So you're clearly not from here," Beckett said to Peppermint. "Where're you from?" He wasn't sure if Ivchenko was from this reality or not. He was leaning more towards "not", but he couldn't be sure and didn't want to risk angering the being.

He looked into Nyx's eyes, unknowingly staring at her

Peppermint muttered to herself, going over the order that Vozreal had shouted. "Hey, old man! You forgot my milkshake!" The girl turned to the waitress. "I want a strawberry milkshake, with whipped cream and a cherry! The dumb old man forgot about my milkshake!"

Nyx giggled at Peppermint's comment. "Why does she call you "old man"?"

"Please, get her the milkshake. It'll shut her up."

"I already told you."

"That's not too likely," Beckett muttered. For a man as old as Vozrael claimed to be, he didn't know shit about children. "If anything, it'll make her even louder." Frankly, he didn't even believe that Vozrael was as old as he said he was, or that he was some sort of demon. He didn't really believe in that sort of religious thing.

Nyx sighed. "I don't think you being as old as time justifies her calling me "old lady", though."

"But she didn't call you old lady." He noticed

"She has a few times."

"She shouldn't. Next time, correct her." He disliked children. He wasn't a kid-friendly person