Lawrence
It was a little close to midday in Pepor, and as unusual as it was the little Treton was busy in her stall, the sound of food sizzling and water boiling erupted the silence in the air of the shore of pepor that was interrupted every now and then by a winged creature that passed. The treton of the matter wore an apron covering her outfit which was different from any other day, she wore a skirt and a blouse, and covering her tentacles was a checkered cloth red and white. 

Leaving her little stand to be off, she quickly hurried outside and set up the little table just outside her stall, this time she'd put a flower and a make shift ash tray just beside a couple napkins and an empty glass. And of course to finish a comfortable chair with the back side of it being open.. Quickly she scurried back inside and continued her cooking, it seemed like she was pretty busy.
Gary
*Right on time- actually no hes late again as usual and is about to make himself even later. Regardless, Azrael walks around the corner and down to the stall, hands in his jacket pockets and a cigarette already in his mouth. He looks about as tired and blank as usual*

*He approaches the stall and watches her scurry around to set up things with his blank half dead expression*
"What are you doing?" *He asks bluntly*
Lawrence
Oh Poot Az. As he rounded the corner the little treton hadn't heard him as she was too drowned out by the sizzling noise of her frying pan and the boiling water in the background, so when she scurried outside and heard Az behind her she'd flinch and turn, jumpscared.. She'd ink him. Just like how they met. 

"O- oh god- im so sorry-" She quickly rambled many MANY apologies before walking to him, she'd lift the towel that hung onto her waist and quickly dab it on his face
Gary
*He just stands there, eyes closed and face covered in black ink. His shirt and jacket is ruined. Again.*

*He doesn't move as she dabs his face since he.. Well doesn't want to get his hands dirty*

"You really need to get that under control. This is the second time, and this time you knew I'm probably coming"
Lawrence
Continuing to dab up the ink shed still mutter out many apologies before setting back the towel. Though she'd let out a silent 'oh god..' when she saw his hair.. Kinda slicked but the ink. Though she quickly scrambled around again until she found another towel, this time she just dried out his hair 

"W- well— I'm really trying, um.. I have— uhhh.. Lunch?" She quickly said whilst trying her best to fix his hair 

"Um.. I hope you don't have anyone to see after this— oh! You can just say it's a new hairdo! A fancy one since your hair is slicked back yes?" She said with a hopeful smile
Gary
*He opens his eyes and looks at her with the most unamused, dead expression hes looked at her with yet*

"My hairs ruined isnt it." *He states rather than questioning*

*He runs his hand through his hair and sure enough it comes out black and inky*

"Just- give me the towel"
Lawrence
Just as easy as that she quickly hands him the towel with no further questioning, the tentacles in her hair where pretty much freaking out though.. Spiraling around. One even smacked her cheek which made her flinch again. She quickly scurried to her stand where she turned off the fire she had turned on, signaling whatever she was making was done. And soon she was taking out.. This time two plates? She's gonna eat as well it seems. 

"I um- well- I caught a giant crab, king crab might I add, it's taken me a whole hour and a half to boil and make right- oh and i made rice rolled up in seaweed with crab meat inside"
Gary
*He wipes his hands as thoroughly as he can and eyed the food she brought out. Oh and it should be mentioned he spat out the cigarette at this point. It tastes like ink.*

"...You are forgiven." *He states after a brief moment of staring at the food, finishing wiping his hands and face. His hair is still pitch black but.. Well not much can be done about that. Itd be a miracle if it ever gets back to its normal color.*

*He takes a seat at the table and simply waits for the food*
Lawrence
She let out a silent little chuckle at just how quickly this dead man turned into.. We'll a lesser dead man. Scurrying to the table with the food she'd set up his plate with the giant crab.. It took up the entire plate so right next to it she set up the little rice and meat rolled up in seaweed. All lined up nicely. 

Just across him she'd take off her apron, sit down and hold up a smaller plate for herself.. Which had.. Fried octopus balls and some spare crab legs. She'd smile at him 

"Hope you enjoy, it's on the house today"
Gary
*He subtly inspects the food, trying not to be too obvious. His wings do flutter a bit though. He gives a small nod of approval*

"On the house? For what reason?" *He questions with a mixture of suspicion and typical curiosity*
Lawrence
"Well.. I kinda just inked you and I feel really bad— and I'm gonna guess that you have work today?" She asked with some but of curiosity whilst taking a bite out of her fried octopus dough balls. One of the tentacles in her head kinda just snatched down quickly, trying to grab a piece which made her pout and smack it with her finger making said tentacle recoil back and flinch.
Gary
*He doesn't answer yet and instead seems to watch her eat octopus. The.. Realization seems to have set in. Although hes disturbed for much different reasons from the blatant cannibalism*

*He then just casually takes a piece of sushi and eats it before finally answering her*
"I did yes. But this is as good an excuse as any to skip."
Lawrence
At that she seemed to frown, he skipped..? Skipped work? Isn't that bad? Slowly she took another bite before she leaned back into her chair, getting comfortable with a slight pout to her lips, a questioning one 

"Skip? Like you're not gonna work? Is it because your hair is a different color now?.." She asked, before continuing her little bit of questions 

"Now I wonder.. Do your students know to read? I heard in many places not s lot of people know to read, I think the only other person I knew that Can was Calliope and a besstkin"
Gary
*He keeps eating at the food, taking breaks in between to answer her questions as she asks them*

"My hair, my clothes. Its a valid excuse. And I don't know if they can read. Id certainly hope they can otherwise the university will need to revaluate their entrance exams"
Lawrence
She blinked a few times as she took another bite, looking away as she did of course, the tentacles in her hair actively tried reaching out for some of the food. 

"We'll okay, and— I just didn't know, I've met a lot of people who just can't read— is that good?" She suddenly asked at the end whilst pointing her finger at the cigarettes.
Gary
*He just pops another piece of sushi into his mouth, clearly avoiding the crab. Or rather he's saving it for last.*

*He looks at her confused then looks at the cigarettes*
"No. It tastes like shit" *He states bluntly*
Lawrence
Slowly she took one of her own crab legs and snapped it and ate the meat that was inside, naturally she'd frown at his answer. Slowly she set the plate down to wipe her hands. 

"But, if it tastes bad why still take it? Does it have a medicinal act to it or something?"
Gary
*Once again he takes a moment to eat another piece of sushi before answering. All things considered he's actually eating quite quickly*

"No it merely has addictive properties along with stress relieving properties. But it still tastes horrible" *He answers rather straightforward*