Raven gives the mother an appologetic what-can-you-do shrug.
Wok and Roll is only two more doors down. It's a little early for the lunch crowd, so few of the tables are occupied. Inside, the back wall is plastered with larger than life photos of foods with combo order numbers beside them. A bored teenage cashier is texting while waiting for customers.
Raven shifts her features to appear Asian. Shewalks up to the teenager and says something soft in Chinese. His eyes widen, and he disappears behind the counter for a moment, reappearing with an elegant cloth-bound menu entirely in Chinese.
"Whatever they want," she says in English. Then she proceeds to order half a dozen things off the special menu.
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Date: 2007-10-10 03:21 pm (UTC)Wok and Roll is only two more doors down. It's a little early for the lunch crowd, so few of the tables are occupied. Inside, the back wall is plastered with larger than life photos of foods with combo order numbers beside them. A bored teenage cashier is texting while waiting for customers.
Raven shifts her features to appear Asian. Shewalks up to the teenager and says something soft in Chinese. His eyes widen, and he disappears behind the counter for a moment, reappearing with an elegant cloth-bound menu entirely in Chinese.
"Whatever they want," she says in English. Then she proceeds to order half a dozen things off the special menu.