Teresa
"Oh, Horace, it's you! How is it?"

*She said that as if she had coincidentally met up with him. In fact, she had planned to see him from the very beginning.*

"You had me work here for a bit, remember? Now, the potato sticks and orange juice, please! And I can pay this time."
Anna
*The kitsune stared for a bit longer. Blinking at the statement of being able to pay 'this time'. Right, he definitely knew this girl. In fact, he'd made her a bit of a work slave after she was unable to pay up. Though she ran away, even after he promised to do something to her if she did. What did he promise... Taking off her finger? A bit too much. Taking everything she owns? No, too little.*

*The kitsune scribbles something down on the notebook, tearing the page and passing it to the kitchen. He leans against the bar, eyes intently locked on her.*

"Yeah, I remember. Cua? Cue? No, it was Cuo. So uh... What are you doing back here?"
Teresa
*Cuo's eyes seemed completely devoid of any intelligence, looking at Horace as if she were an innocent dog.*

"Eh, close enough. I'm back from the war, obviously! I don't have my sword with me now, but I should show it some time! It's really cool!"

*She looked to the note passed to the kitchen, and assumed it was for her order.*