Emmy opened the menu up and peered at it, ensuring it hid her face, and allowed her calm demeanor to drop for a moment as she bit her lip. At least an order of food should ensure that one of them doesn't just get up and leave; Kimblee had done it before but that was with Lightning in a little cafe. This was on a different scale, so hopefully....hopefully the talk would go well.
Shaking her head slightly, Emmy decided to actually focus on what was in front of her. All of the dishes were filled with obnoxious French words like 'jus' (what on earth was a 'jus'? A...juice?) and for a moment she almost wished Descole was there so he could translate. He said he knew a bit of French, didn't he?
...now was not the time to be thinking about him; Emmy promptly put the menu down daintily and smiled at her ever-so-charming dining partner.
"I think I'll have the steak. What about you, Mr Kimblee?"
At least if she felt the urge to stab something during the conversation, the meat would give her an excuse. That and the fact that she hadn't had a good piece of steak since she'd arrived-
....
...oh god, hopefully it wasn't....Pokemon meat....
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Emmy opened the menu up and peered at it, ensuring it hid her face, and allowed her calm demeanor to drop for a moment as she bit her lip. At least an order of food should ensure that one of them doesn't just get up and leave; Kimblee had done it before but that was with Lightning in a little cafe. This was on a different scale, so hopefully....hopefully the talk would go well.
Shaking her head slightly, Emmy decided to actually focus on what was in front of her. All of the dishes were filled with obnoxious French words like 'jus' (what on earth was a 'jus'? A...juice?) and for a moment she almost wished Descole was there so he could translate. He said he knew a bit of French, didn't he?
...now was not the time to be thinking about him; Emmy promptly put the menu down daintily and smiled at her ever-so-charming dining partner.
"I think I'll have the steak. What about you, Mr Kimblee?"
At least if she felt the urge to stab something during the conversation, the meat would give her an excuse. That and the fact that she hadn't had a good piece of steak since she'd arrived-
....
...oh god, hopefully it wasn't....Pokemon meat....