Francis
They soon walked out of the mansion and onto the sidewalk. The boy yawned into his fist, feeling the spring wind pressing up against him. It was a refreshing feeling. Perfect weather to go out and train with his Pokemon. It was odd... Usually every time he leaves a building its either to go train or to make his way to a grudge match from some trainer who thought they was the shit. Leaving to go enjoy himself.. Wonder how he would like it? The entire time they walked, he would be lost in thought about the last few hours.

 Eventually they would arrive at the small bar near the mansion. His eyes scanned over the exterior of the building before walking towards the entrance. Now showing a sliver of chivalry, the boy gripped the door handle of the bar's door, opening it for the purple haired girl to enter. His other hand rested in his jean pocket.
Julia
"Ah thank you!" Rita's head bowed slightly with gratitude, she was actually about to the hold door but he beat her to it. The bar like many other places matched with Sigford's aesthetic that sort of old fashioned mixed with modern, the architecture always amazed her! Rita took a seat onto one of the velvet stools, looked to Quinton to who followed up behind her. 

Rita waved at the bartender and took a good look at the menu. "So what would do you plan on ordering?" Rita squinted her face wincing just a bit as she took a look at some of the menu items. "Excuse me!" Rita called our to the bartender. "Do you happen to have a vegan option?" Rita pointed at the menu, to which the bartender responded by handing her another menu. "Excuse me," Rita waved once more. "I'll order a the stir fried kimchi with tofu, and the stir fried sesame spinach with rice. What about you Quincy?"
Francis
Quinton gave her a simple nod when she thanked him. Once she walked in, he walked in behind her, keeping little to no distance between them strictly due to the fact he has little to no trust with the other people that may be in the bar with them. Huh, maybe he was a little protective around this female? Or maybe it was just in his distrusting nature? Guess it doesn't matter either way.

He cleared his throat when she asked him what he wanted, ''Just give me a Chara'Cola and the cheapest beer you have.'' He was going to make a simple drink that'd get him slightly buzzed, but not drunk by no means. Especially when he's drinking with someone with little alcohol tolerance.
Julia
"Ano? Beer? Are you sure? That's bitter," Rita commented, recalling the taste of it made her shudder or maybe it was due to the fact the one that she had was *Extra dry*. "Ah can I have some plain coffee?" Rita asked the bartender. They nodded and went off to get both their orders. 

It wouldn't take long considering the portions are small, but at least the prices were reasonable. At first it was quiet, there was the sound of their drinks being poured and lastly a complimentary glass of water. In the meantime their food was getting ready. Taking a sip of the coffee, Rita winced. "Ah so I forgot to ask what region are you from? What's it like there?"
Francis
Quinton ignored her questioning his choice of drink, simply meeting it with a eye roll and a sigh before reaching his hand out to take the two separate glasses that was being handed to him. The dew from the ice cold drinks dripped down his hand as he moved them down to the table. He lifted the one with the soda to his lips, taking a few chugs of it to make room for the booze. Afterwards he poured the booze into the soda to fill the the segment that he had just drank. This was a speciality back in his region, or at least it was the best you're going to get when you was always on the move.

A look of disgust appeared in his expression when she asked about his region. With a exhale of regret, he answered her question. ''My region? Oh pfft.. You probably never heard of it.'' He took a sip from his newly concocted beverage, ''It's a small Region, barely on the map called Piliouha.'' He paused before continuing on, ''It's nothing but a bunch of low lives.. So it's nothing to get excited over.'' The glass reconnected with his lips the moment he got done talking about his awful excuse of a home region.
Julia
Rita gaze seeing how he was mixing the beer with the drink of course she didn't say anything but her gaze was enough to show she was internally judging him. Beer was just not her cup of tea- or in this case her cup of drink. Rita took another drink of the bitter coffee, a slight frown came to her face. Perhaps she should've asked for sweetener? 

"Is that all? It seems like you aren't very fond of it," Rita pointed out taking her last few sips of coffee then lessening it out the bitterness with a good chunk of cold water. "I may not be from there, but surely there's good people around the place right? I know my region isn't in the best of condition but you know." The bartender returned with Rita's food the spinach side dish with rice and the stir fried kimchi with fresh tofu on the side.
Francis
Quinton shook his head when she mentioned the possibility of any good people living on that terrible region. Sipping his drink, he turned to face the girl that sat beside him. ''Well that's because I'm not.'' He let out a pained chuckle, ''The place fucking sucks.'' He leaned his body back, yawning into his free hand, ''Trust me, I've been there.'' He tried to use humor in hopes of getting out of talking about his home region. It was a bad topic for him. 

His gaze shifted towards the hot plate of food that was laid out in front of her. It was a different sight for him. The whole concept of being *Vegan* Wasn't very popular in his region. ''What's that?'' He asked out of curiosity, motioning towards the Tofu. The bartender was waiting for him to give his order, but Quinton was too invested on the odd looking meal on Rita's plate to notice.
Julia
"I see," She can tell it wasn't so much of a topic he'd like to discuss anyway. "My region isn't in the best condition, but even if it is that I always try to find a way to make some kind of change to the place. It's still dear to me,"Taking the chopsticks that were provided from the side of the dish, she helped herself to the cooked spinach along with the rice. The taste of it was alright, she nodded in approval and took another sip of her water. 

"Hm?" Rita glanced over at the second dish he seemed fixtated with it, especially the tofu which was cut into soft white cubes. Although she prefers hers fried, the tofu tasted fresh and complimented well with the spiciness of the kimchi. "It's tofu. Sort of like soybeans formed into a curd that's why it's so white." Rita chuckled. "Its kind of bland at least to most people but it's refreshing and goes well when you eat it with the kimchi. Do you want some?"
Francis
''Huh..'' Quinton hesitated before saying, ''Sure.'' Without using a utensil or anything, he reach over to her plate, plucking the Tofu from it with his thumb and his index finger. Cautiously, he looked it over, then proceeding to hesitantly place it into his mouth. Not knowing about how to feel about the taste, he made a rather confused expression as he chewed. Quickly after swallowing it he gripped his drink, washing it down with a couple of swig. ''I'm.. Not a fan of tofu.'' He admitted out loud in disgust .
Julia
Rita watched as he observed the dish, it was actually pretty amusing to see him so cautious. After all tofu was always a staple for her, same with rice and other kinds of food. "That can go for almost any anything. Have the stirfry with it, it'll probably taste better. Unless of course you have the palate of what we would call in our region a- " Rita chuckled and took a fork. She stabbed a bit of it to the kimchi then handed the portion to him. The kimchi was pungent and has a pretty sour flavor and spicy sort of flavor.
Francis
Quinton was way more cautious this time around. ''I'm starting to think you don't have a very good taste in food...'' He looked to the fork-full of food she offered to him. Of course he couldn't back down from the offer. That'd make him look like a small, picky child. It had to be done. The smell of it tickled his nose. Oddly enough, this intrigued him to take a bite of it. He gripped the fork from her grasp, putting the end of it into his mouth. At first the unique flavor uneased him, but after a few short chews he enjoyed it. 

Now swallowing it, he gripped his glass, placing it to his lips to drink to wash it down. His eyes flickered over to her. ''That's not as bad as the Tofu..'' He admitted to her. His torso remained facing her as he sat there. He looked down at her, showing a small smile. Slowly but surely, he was becoming more and more fond of the girl.
Julia
"Or you just have limited taste," Rita commented, raising a brow as he took a bite out of the kimchi. It was always weird weird her seeing how people react to food she'd consider normal but everywhere is different isn't it. At *Least* He didn't choose to spit it out. "Tofu tastes great you know it's served in different ways similar to rice," Rita chuckled downing some of the tofu with the kimchi. Rita noticed the small smile and returned it with a wider one. It was a lot different from the one she saw back at the library, but she was glad to see he opened up!

"Do you you on actually eating something though?" Rita asked going back and forth eating the spinach side dish then to the kimchi with tofu. "My speciality may be in pokemon but I do know a thing or two about people. So I think alcohol will suffice, don't you think?"
Francis
''Nah.. I don't think I'm hungry anymore.'' Quinton turned his body back to face the bartender, waving him off. The bartender had a irritated expression, but didn't have the nerve to saying anything towards Quinton. Something about the boy made the man uneasy and hesitant. The glass was about half empty at this point, so once again he filled the glass to the top with the glass of booze once more At this point, there was little to no soda left in the original glass. The more alcohol that was in his bloodstream, the less he cared about the taste of the soda anyways. 

''Say,'' He turned slightly to face her once more ''you haven't gotten a drink yet.'' Quickly, he turned back to the bartender to wave him over. ''Hey numbnuts, the lady wants to order a drink.'' By the sudden vulgar use of language, it was made obvious that he was slowly becoming intoxicated. Not enough to really affect his motor skills, but enough to say that he is officially buzzed.
Julia
"You said that, buuut your stomach was screaming at the library last time," Rita pointed out, raising her brows. She took another another sip of her water and ate the last of the spinach side dish and ahe was almost done with the stir-fried kimchi. Like anyone who helps themsleves to a lot of drinks of course the bartender was going to give him looks especially with that resting mean look on him.

"Numbnu—hoi!" Rita couldn't bring herself to say that kind of stuff. For sure she's heard worse from other people, but she still wanted to be at least the bit courteous. Especially since it looks like she's with Quinton in this, so what he says will reflect on her as well. "Hold back on the drink!" Rita tapped Quinton's shoulder, furrowing her brows. When she got the attention from the bartender she flinched slightly, and nodded. "Ah drinks?" She glanced more at the lighter options. "The lychee wine with nata de coco topped with it a small glass will do," Rita hastily said to the bartender than quickly glanced at Quinton.
Francis
When she quickly glanced over to him, he would already be looking at her. He looked confused on why she told him to hold back on the drink. It wasn't like he was drunk or anything. Well, not in his mind at least. Sighing, he rubbed the back of his neck. The dude didn't know what to say now. Did he make her mad? What should he say now? For once he didn't have enough confidence to say anything, so he just held his tongue. Instead allowing himself to take another drink from his class.
Julia
"Quincy here," Rita raised her hand to the bartender and this time requested for another drink of water this time for Quinton. "At least you have some consciousness in yourself to hold back a bit with your drinking, " Rita handed him the glass of water. She wasn't mad at all or anything, just a bit tense. Talking to the bartender like that just surprised her, and most of the time crazy behavior tends to give one a ticket straight out the door. ~~That's happened between her and her roommate that one time in the karaoke bar.~~ When her drink was given, she took a few sips of it and tilted her head at him. "You can still drink but settle down with your mouth young man," Rita huffed looking to the side. Although he seemed a little older than her she had her way talking back.