Don
Suzanne strode down the block approaching Fugly bobs, and turned inside. She wasn't exactly wearing the best, just her work outfit since she'd just gotten off, and was heading back to her apartment downtown anyways if things went well enough here. Her tired, baggy eyes surveyed the room, tie dangling as she was a little hunched over. One more glance at her phone.
 "Uhm... Fiona?" She casually blurted out. There weren't A lot of people in here at the moment, but she wasn't going to make any assumptions on who she was looking for. So there she stood, just past the door way, hoping for this 'Fiona' to make her self apparent to her. ||
Susan
Fiona would raise her hand to Suzanne from a booth towards the back of the fast food joint. Her hand poking up to gesture over towards her position with her phone in hand. The Thinker in question was sat awkwardly in her booth in a rather uninteresting dress that looked just barely out of her size enough that it seemed too long on her. As soon as she was sure she got Suzanne's attention, her hand dropped back into her lap.

Sat in front of her was a large soda and a half eaten burger. She had been waiting for a little bit and it showed that she showed up early. A thin sheen of gold coated her lips, her straw, and the edges of the burger she had been biting off of. Her eyes were unfocused and blankly staring out of a window.
Don
Suzanne took the seat quickly enough, she didn't particularly enjoy the attention she was now collecting from other patrons. Thankfully they had all returned to their own business by the time she spoke up again.
 "Is that a lipstick? It looks particularly opulent." She commented, gazing rather harshly herself at Fiona's meal, glistening with the golden linings. "Oh uhm, more to the point. About being room mates- I know we agreed on pricing and all that, but one thing I didn't mention was some ground rules. Just some things about privacy, Hopefully you'll be understanding." She adverted her gaze a little, looking down at her own hands and tugging at the cuffs of her pastel purple button up. "My room is not to be entered unless the door is open, and even if it is, knock before you walk in. As for your room, You're free to define the terms of your own privacy, and I will abide. Sound good?"
Susan
"Sure, it is." The replied without looking away from the window. The world outside appearing more interesting to her than Suzanne. "I won't touch your stuff, don't touch mine. I won't be around in my room often so don't worry too much about it- I tend to work night." She paused as she considered her words carefully. She looked around as she spoke again "Knocking rule is fine- good. Off the bat also is when it comes to chores and such I'm fine with anything but I'll warn I'm a terrible cook." She makes an amused smile but doesn't laugh and doesn't otherwise react.
Don
This seemed to be going smoother than she thought. Suzanne matched that smile she had and leaned in a little closer asurring Fiona " Don't worry about it. I have plenty of space in the fridge to keep anything you want, I cook when I'm not absorbed into any of my other hobbies, and even then, the pantry is usually stocked with snacks, and the fridge with microwaveable meals."

Suzy relaxed back into her seat, crossing her legs while she folded her arms and let out a sigh. "What else is there.." The expression on her face seemed troubled, puzzled, and lost for a moment- then with a "Oh!" That mix of emotions faded for confidence "Another thing to keep in mind is I'm not entirely around A lot either, though sometimes i'll take my vacation time for some outings or just stay at home stuff. I'll let you know when I intend to take some vaycay time, just so you're not confused or caught off guard by my possibly not leaving my room for days on end, or not being there entirely. That said, You wanna go see the place once you'd finished with your meal?"

Suzy tilted her head with a hopeful smile, watching and taking A better look at Fionna while she waited for a response. She finally noticed the rather... Impossible to ignore scars on her arms. Suzanne was certainly curious, but now wouldn't be a good time to ask, since she just kind of wrapped up their current coversation, or at least tried to.
Susan
Her eyes still seemed distant but she turned her gaze to look just below Suzy's eyes. The sticky film of gold that covers her lips breaking as she sighed "I appreciate that. It's nice to hear and, also, I'll try to help with the place." She would take a bite of her burger. She seemed to strangely notice Suzy's attention to her arms and would hold one out to look at. "Glass. Accident." She said simply. She would leave the rest of the burger unfinished and would stand "Sure. Let's head over."
Don
"Thanks, I was curious!" She Stood up from the table in a joyous hurry. Though she didn't quite head for the door. Instead she walked up to the counter and began placing her order. It seemed, rather.. Inconsiderate? Given her well mannered nature up till now. One thing was for sure, they were going to be stuck here for another ten minutes, at the least.

And that wouldn't be so bad if. She.. Didn't... Pass out for those ten minutes. Seriously out like a light. But just order was called out as ready- she was rousing to. "Ohkay" Still shrugging off her power nap like it wasn't the weirdest red flag in the world. "Les go!"