"Smells like amazing," Hunter agreed as she reached the doors with Michi still hung on her arm. She glanced around at their seating options, glad to see there was at least one booth left, even if it wasn't as far back as she would have preferred. When their waitress came to seat them, Hunter requested said booth, sliding in once both Mari and Michi had sat down.

She picked up the menus that had been left for them as the waitress walked away, peering down at the pages. "Do I or do I not look under twelve?"