Lara pushed open the door of the restaurant with one hand, a soft whirring of servos audible as she curled her fingers slightly against the glass. She wore a heavy green hoodie and loose jeans with fingerless gloves and leather combat boots. It wasn't a very good-looking or fashion-forward ensemble, but it served it's purpose- hiding her true nature. The oversized hood draped just far enough over her ceramic-plated face to hide the white plates, aside from the occasional small glimpse of her chin and the bright glow of her optics. Unless someone looked very close, she was just a very pale woman in ill-fitting clothes.<br/><br/>She seated herself at a (Table?) and awaited service patiently, mentally browsing several image boards and sending a few replies on an odd message board as she waited.<br/><br/>(Apologies if anything is out of place here, I can make edits if necessary.)