Grace’s opal eyes narrowed she wanted to show that whelp just how wrong he was, but when Dakota’s form had filled her view the anger just washed away. Her eyes back to their usual hazel selves, her wings back in place like nothing had happened. Grace blinked a few times and sat back down her head a bit fuzzy.<br/><br/>“Sorry I should have kept my mouth shut, sometimes I can’t help myself I guess” she said trying to not make Dakota feel bad. He seemed to have enough for the both of them. Grace froze slightly when the waitress asked what she wanted<span style="font-style: italic">”Shit I forgot”</span>she thought to herself.<br/><br/>“Oh water is fine” she lied smiling a fake but simple smile. How was she supposed to do this now?<br/><br/>That was the thing with Harpies, they couldn't eat or drink anything that they hadn’t stolen. And telling people your curse was sorta like letting people see your weakness. And that was not the Harpy way. So Grace was in a bind.<br/><br/>Grace eyed the food at the waitress station she would have to snag one of those and either Dakota’s or Rave’s drink it was close and well they were distracted.<br/><br/>Grace swallowed the lump in her throat “So what exactly is that all about, hmm?” she said motioning around them.