~ Perfect Blossom Tea Room ~

[Yaoquizque]

Some lady walked to the table and waited for Hitoshi to notice her, between two rage induced breathing out.
"Hello'" she said.

The lady was odd. She definitely appeared to be of Kusarian origins, but she was wearing creepy flashy clothes. She had short hairs with what appeared to be a blond dyed mohawk.
As Hitoshi was staring at her stupidly, she noticed some amusement in the lady's expression, obviously caused by the surprise shortly replacing anger on her face.

Without asking anything, the lady sat and gave a sidelong look at Hitoshi while waiting for a waiter to show up.
But since Hitoshi did not appear to be willing to engage the conversation - nor any waiter having the good idea to actually come to the table- , the lady eventually sighed while leaning back, obverving somewhat buntly Hitoshi.

"Anyone here? Yes? No? 66th pilot detached to your wing, rings any bell? We just did a patrol with Mr. Grumpy who lost a fight against an outcast 'grandpa'. Still nothing?'"
The lady gazed around "Hell, what does it get to be served in this place?" She then stared at the sake bottle and extended her arm to purloin it "I know someone who is about to lose a bottle of sake..."

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