"Really?" Roy pauses to consider the idea of questioning whether or not their were dogs in this area of Americana or Americana period. Dogs are everywhere, it's common knowledge, and he isn't doubting her intelligence. He squints and hesitates to say what he thinks next since it seems so very far fetched but then again so were so many things he had discovered lately.
"We're not from anywhere near Americana, are we? Or Terra." If she laughs he might be relieved more than embarrassed.
A waiter comes walking up to the table to check on the woman who had ordered wine before and Roy puts his shock on hold, smiling at the fellow. "I'll be taking care of the bill tonight," he announces. The waiter is more than happy to agree to the wishes of the artist of the night and Roy sends him away to bring more wine. Shortly after, the rest of the bottle is delivered to the table along with another glass.
Roy turns back to Riza and resumes his dumbfounded expression as if the server had never been there, though he does it while taking a sip of wine this time.
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"We're not from anywhere near Americana, are we? Or Terra." If she laughs he might be relieved more than embarrassed.
A waiter comes walking up to the table to check on the woman who had ordered wine before and Roy puts his shock on hold, smiling at the fellow. "I'll be taking care of the bill tonight," he announces. The waiter is more than happy to agree to the wishes of the artist of the night and Roy sends him away to bring more wine. Shortly after, the rest of the bottle is delivered to the table along with another glass.
Roy turns back to Riza and resumes his dumbfounded expression as if the server had never been there, though he does it while taking a sip of wine this time.