Out for something to eat

~Masquerade~

Masquerade strolled down Main Street, her violet eyes sweeping the stores and shops. She held her head high, loving to pretend that everyone was looking at her, and that she was refusing to look at them. She was wrong, nobody really knew who she was, just some mare walking along the street looking like a fool. She didn't care though, she was above them. She was an actress and deserved to be treated like a star! Right?

After a few more steps, her eyes fell on a rather extravagant place called "Crystal Delights." It sounded interesting, at least more so than the others lining the street. She sniffed pretentiously before trotting lazily towards its door. She pulled it open with a wing, shaking the feathers of germs after she walked inside. The restaurant was beautiful, with a see through ceiling up to the second floor, and crystal booths with red satin seats. She couldn't wait to rest her tired flank on them! It looked so wonderfully comfortable.

She glanced around, observing the other ponies, who were already seated and eating or ordering. She waited near a podium to be attended to, attempting to be patient. It wasn't working. She deserved to be seated immediately! There was no way she was waiting in a line! She was hungry now and would eat now.

Silent was busy in the kitchen currently preoccupied with making meals that made your tastebuds sore through the ceiling with an assortment of seasonings and flower petal garnishes. He jumped as one of his assistant chefs poked him on the shoulder and motioned to the pony waiting next to the podium.

Silent smiled and gave the chef a nod before handing over the serving dishes to him and walking through the doors to greet her. At first glance, she seemed to be one of those prissy high class mares who care too much about looks or try too hard. He was slightly put off on how hard she did try with all of that eye make up but he straightened himself properly and bowed his head slightly as a greeting when he got close enough. As he raised his head, he took out a small notepad and pen and wrote down, 'Welcome to the Crystal Delights! I am Silent whistle, your server, and owner of this fine establishment! May I escort you to your seat now, right this way!'

He then took her over to a window seat and gestured towards the booth and offered her the menu.

Flower was walking down the street when she noticed her boyfriends resturant where he worked and remember telling him she would visit. she slowly opened the door shy, thinking of how long it has been sense she has seen him. she walked in jumping as the dorr closed behind her. "i need to keep my cool" she thought to herself. she saw silent working with a customer and decided to take the time while waiting to think of a way to greet him.

"what should i do? should i just say hi or make conversation? i'm scared he may be mad at me for being gone so long. what if he doesnt talk to me?" she thought to herself trying not to show her concern as she waited.

(sorry its short havent rped in a long time)

Masquerade's eyes wandered as she waited, and she didn't even noticed when the lilac colored stallion walked up to her. What she did notice was a polite head nod from him, and she scoffed silently That's all I get? A 'head nod' All the ponies in this restaurant should be crowding around me, asking for an autograph! How ridiculously ignorant they all are Her lip curled slightly in disgust, before she returned her attention to the stallion, who had written a note.

'Welcome to the Crystal Delights! I am Silent Whistle, your server, and owner of this fine establishment! May I escort you to your seat now, right this way!'

Masquerade was shocked, Owner of this place? Why is he being my server? Of course he's attending to me, I'm the most important pony here! She told herself, wishing it to be true.

"Thank you." She said politely, wondering why he had written the note. Silent Whistle, what an odd name. She told herself. Instead of questioning it, she followed him as he seated her. She sat in the window seat, sliding into the satin booth gratefully. It felt so good to sit after a long day of play practice! How simply wonderful. For the first time, she wondered why none of her co-actors had said yes to her invitation of going out to eat....why would they say no? Pushing the thought from her head, she took the menu with another "thank you." She began to look over the paper with careful precision.

Unable to hear her, Silent silently hoped she understood him. The lip gesture from before left a painful reminder of how cruel a city this was compared to the crystal empire. He shivered internally and the thought of home made him yearn to return there once more. To bask in the brilliant loving sunlight of Celestia's wonderful sky! He sighed undetectably as he returned to the kitchen to alert one of the other staff to attend to her so they could deal with her possibly impossible demands as some pony like her would make… or so he thought.

His mind then drifted to the lovely mare he met on the beach. Such lovely blue flowing locks of mane and tail, her eyes, her green crystal body, the way the sun shone through her. He soon snapped out of his little love spell wondering how she's been doing and where she's been for so long… It hurt him when she had to leave on her trip but he hoped she was doing well….

flower watched as he seated her and walk into the kitchen. "well no better time to say hi...or whatever im going to say" she thought to herself walking slowly to the kitchen. she was stopped by another worker. "employees are only allowed in the kitchen mam sorry" "it's ok i know the chef and owner here." he looked at her and then let her pass. "we will see if you are telling the truth." he said going back to work.

she walked up to silent about to say hi but remembered he cant hear. she goes to tap his shoulder but being shy she stumbles and hits his side.

Masquerade watched the stallion walk away towards the kitchen, and ignored him. She'd wave down some waiter whenever she needed something anyways. She opened the menu, skimming the list of delicious-sounding dishes. She may be a snooty, pretentious and often difficult mare, she still had a taste for the finer things, such as the lovely Crystal Delights. It was beautiful, it really was, even Mask could atest to that-not that she'd ever say it out loud. 

Once she'd glanced over the menu once, she decide to go into more depth of the meals that sounded better than the others. hmm, maybe I'll have a salad for an appetizer... she thought before deciding it was too simple a thing to order from such a fancy restaurant. Perhaps tomatoes with mozzarella? That sounded good to her, it was small but fairly fancy. yes I think I'll have that...as for a drink.....hmm....some sort of high-end wine probably, I'll ask for the special. she sat for a while, thinking about what sort of main dish she would order. She decided what dessert she would get though, chocolatemeusse just sounded so good right then!

Amina Abbasi was having a rough day.

It all started with a number of members of the, eherm, court. Being the high society ponies that they were, she had hoped that they would be educated to not follow the trend of implied segregation, racism, and, most despicable of all, sexism. Alas, she was mistaken. That particular luncheon, with it's frilly napkins and white tablecloths, had failed to mask the underlying immaturity of first class Equestria.

However, knowing that it was probably going to happen, she had not expected the frank and vulgar questions launched her way after a glass of wine or two. She had twice informed ponies that she had not come on a secret mission to plan a terrorist attack on Canterlot. Twice more had she assured ponies that she was legally in Equestria. Three times she had told ponies to, in a much softer form, back off. Finally, she pulled the I-am-a-delegate-therefore-the-princesses-are-my-hostesses card (which she hated to use), got up, and politely excused herself from the room.

She was never going to another luncheon with Celestia's entourage again.

In the absence of any way to clear her mind, she settled on getting a bite to eat before going home and sleeping through a day or two. Keeping so calm and polite had exhausted her, and preventing herself from retorting inappropriately was much harder than she made it seem.

Yes, dinner would be nice.

She entered the little restaurant in front of her, dubbed "Crystal Delights." Hoping she wouldn't encounter any more trouble, she waited patiently and demurely by the host's podium, realizing a little too late that it was almost impossible to be inconspicuous with a blanket draped over her back and her ornaments jingling all over the place. Allah, please don't make this day be any harder...

Silent was carefully placing the garnish on the dish and was about to take it to the table when, suddenly, he was bumped into! His plate went flying into the air causing him to let out a startled gasp and swiftly caught the falling treats before they hit the ground. WHAT THE FREAK WAS THAT FOR?? he thought angrily slamming his hooves on the ground upon seeing the dish now cover the ground and his hooves.

He looked up with a scowl only to have his expressions suddenly fall into an extremely shocked one. There, standing before him was none other than the beautiful mare he met on the beach, Flower! He just sat there quietly staring at her, not wanting to believe his own eyes. He then shook his head replacing the surprise with an excited grin, then regain his composure as he took a nearby towel and quickly wiped off his hooves. He then grabbed her and pulled her into a huge, yet very quick hug. He signed 'I'd love to chat and catch up but I have hungry customers that need food.' while giving her an apologetic smile and quickly ushered her out.

On the way out, he spotted the incredibly tall Saddle Arabian which kind of intimidated him. He ushered Flower to a table and then walked over to Amina, bowed, and went through the same routine. He got out his pen and notepad and wrote, "Greetings, my name is Silent Whistle! I would love to welcome you to my restaurant! Please, follow me to your seat and a waiter will be with you shortly!"

He then motioned for a waiter to attend Masquerade.

flower heads to her table but couldn't sit still. "he is so busy. i wish i could help" she thought to her self looking around at all the customers. she then got an idea and sneakily headed into the kitchen and put on a waitress out fit and stood there. she stood there for moment being very shy. "i can do this" she reassured herself before grabbing a pen and notepad and headed out of the kitchen.

she looked around and saw a silver mare with a curly light blue mane sitting at a table. she looked through the notepad and found her table number to see that she ordered a desert. she then realized that he desert was the one she cause silent to drop. "oh no. i got him into this i gotta get him out." she thought.

she headed up to the mare with a smile. "hello mam we are sorry for your wait but we had some trouble in the kitchen but if you wait patiently we should have your order ready in no time." she said still holding a smile.

Masquerade looked up at the waitress addressing her about something to do with her order. I haven't ordered yet you imbecile! she said to herself silently, though decided that in such a high-end restaurant, she would have to be more polite than that. Pick your words carefully

"I haven't ordered yet." She said, plain and simple with an underlying hint of rudeness. Her eyes traveled from her menu back up to the waitress, "I'm still mulling over the choices." She added for more of an affect. She looked back at the menu then, deciding that would be a good enough dismissal, "I'll call someone over when I'm ready though." She allowed a light smile to touch her lips, glancing back up at the waitress.

(Sorry for shortness! I didn't have time for much else)

(Apologies, I'm super busy. Just skip me this round)