Owner	Pose
Scott Free	Scott Free had seen the restaurant several times going by, read the menu, saw the prices and went to get food at Big Belly Burgers. Tonight, he has arrived in triumph. And a very loud Hawaiian shirt. And he is bringing the most beautiful woman around with him. "No smoking section, please, gar-kon." The maitre d' says, "We do not HAVE a smoking section sir." "Well imagine that. Back home, every restaurant was all smoking all the time. thank you gar-kon. This will do nicely. We're right by the kitchen, the food will be fresher!" The waiter goes to holdf out a chair for Barda.
Big Barda	With Scott wearing a Hawaiian shirt, Barda put on a sarong and sandals for him. That is definitely saying something. She even pulled her hair back and wears a flower tucked behind one ear. Don't ask her which one or why... she probably got it wrong. It also means that she's flat-footed instead of her usual, heeled boots. Barda offers a small smile, allowing Scott to handle the niceties. "People are funny about smoking, Scott." she offers. The waiter holds out the chair and she takes it from him instead. "Thank you, but I've got this." She settles, scooting it in on her own.
Scott Free	Scott Free smiles at her as the waiter lavishes free water on them. Scott covers his glass, he already had water and gets water poured on his hand. The waiter apologizes and hands him a cloth napkin. Scott touches it to his face. "Ooooh. Feel how soft this is! Thank you garkon." The waiter whispers something in Scott's ear. "Oh, garsssson. Thank you. I almost embarrassed myself." He shakes the napkin for Barda to try.
Big Barda	Big Barda's eyes are on Scott, with a lot of fondness and just a little amusement. She does touch her napkin to her cheek, all the same, but she lets the waiter fill her water glass. "We should get cloth napkins for the house, Scott. This is wonderful." she declares. Nevermind that will add to the laundry... Barda hasn't thought that far ahead. After the waiter passes out menus and slips away, she offers. "I thought you said this place was too expensive."
Scott Free	Scott Free decides he wants some water. Drat. "It is. But I brought in nearly $2,000 dollars with my show in Bushwick for Mutant people? They were very generous. I think we should look for a house there. With all the Mutants there we'd fit right in. Not to mention the listings indicate homes are going for very little over there." The waiter returns eyes Scott and fills the water glass. He places a basket covered with a cloth on the table. Scott eyes it suspiciously as the man leaves. "What is that?" He takes his Mother Box out of a pocket. "Be careful!"
Big Barda	Big Barda lifts a dark brow at that, looking curious. "That's a lot." she declares, agreeing. "So we're celebrating, then?" Barda likes celebrating. The covered basket is delivered and she sighs softly, reaching for it slowly. "Relax, honey. I'm sure the waiter wouldn't bring us anything dangerous in a nice restaurant." But even as she slowly removes the covering cloth with one hand, she's already palmed her table knife with the other.
Scott Free	Scott Free grins. "We got free bread too!" Wow, bread AND water! This was living! The waiter returns and Scott say in a preswtigious tone, "I will have the Olsen." "... sir... that's the name of the restaurant manager... why don't I bring you a couple of venison steaks. It's the special of the day." "What will Barda eat? If you're bringing me two you should bring her three at least. Make it four."
Big Barda	Big Barda is definitely up for the challenge, and she nods. "Yes. Make it four for me and two for him. We're celebrating, after all." At least she doesn't go into details about how they will be celebrating later. Some things are best kept private, after all. "Can you bring a bottle of wine as well? Just pick something to go with the venison." Barda saw someone do that on a TV show, and always wanted to order that way.
Scott Free	Scott Free watches the waiter leave with the menus (he gave his up after a brief struggle). "this is a nice place. I guess finding lava rat or ash crawler or bone fiend on the menu was a little optimistic of me. Oh, Mother Box says all clear on the bread."