[ He doesn't mind stroking egos. As long as it's deserved.
The sunglasses were a good call, honestly, and Tomura can look around surreptitiously without anyone catching his glance. It's crowded, as can only be expected, but that actually seems to help as everyone's eyes glaze over when confronted with such an assortment of bodies. Even Dabi's covered face is probably a trifle while other customers try to scarf down their food within time limit, or impatiently tap their feet as they wait for their table.
Nearly gives him goosebumps when Dabi comes in so close to ask that question though. At least it adds believability to his plan for getting them a peaceful lunch... He murmurs back: ]
Payback? I'm the one suffering here...
[ Unless the payback is Dabi's, it's not like Tomura is gleeful about this.
Luckily, they're not kept waiting for long, and another hostess is called over to show them in. She leads them away from the open dining space and bar seating, off to a side hallway with individual rooms divided by sliding doors. She stops beside the only open space and gestures them into the room, set with tatami flooring, a low table, and seat mats. The window faces out to a small garden.
The hostess sets their menus and a printed slip onto the table, inviting them to take their time ordering and to consider the restaurant's special promotions of the day, before taking her leave with a bow. The kind of service you get for restaurants rated $$$ on Guugle. ]
lmaoo whatever fits
The sunglasses were a good call, honestly, and Tomura can look around surreptitiously without anyone catching his glance. It's crowded, as can only be expected, but that actually seems to help as everyone's eyes glaze over when confronted with such an assortment of bodies. Even Dabi's covered face is probably a trifle while other customers try to scarf down their food within time limit, or impatiently tap their feet as they wait for their table.
Nearly gives him goosebumps when Dabi comes in so close to ask that question though. At least it adds believability to his plan for getting them a peaceful lunch... He murmurs back: ]
Payback? I'm the one suffering here...
[ Unless the payback is Dabi's, it's not like Tomura is gleeful about this.
Luckily, they're not kept waiting for long, and another hostess is called over to show them in. She leads them away from the open dining space and bar seating, off to a side hallway with individual rooms divided by sliding doors. She stops beside the only open space and gestures them into the room, set with tatami flooring, a low table, and seat mats. The window faces out to a small garden.
The hostess sets their menus and a printed slip onto the table, inviting them to take their time ordering and to consider the restaurant's special promotions of the day, before taking her leave with a bow. The kind of service you get for restaurants rated $$$ on Guugle. ]