Yverine picked up her menu, her fingers tracing the edges as her eyes scanned the options "I'll have the grilled salmon," she said as she glanced at the server who had approached their booth, a young student with a notepad in hand.
"With a side of roasted asparagus, please."
Dhayun leaned forward, her elbow on the table as she pointed at an item "Give me the loaded pulled chicken sandwich,"
"Extra barbecue sauce, fries on the side, and a cola."
Brandon shook his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he looked at the menu "I'll take the truffle pasta,"
"And a side of garlic bread. Oh, and a lemonade." He handed the menu back to the server, who nodded and jotted down the orders before slipping away.
A silent tension hung in the air between Yverine and Dhayun.
Yverine glanced at Brandon "Did master tell you when the next schedule is?"
With a nod, he replied "A week later, Next week, I have a combat examination."
