<div class="floatleft">(http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b515/Katsofiya/a3ae58d9-c142-479a-b10b-d30d066f80a1_zps6b54e545.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b515/Katsofiya/8985973-lovely-blond-waitress-serving-up-a-cup-of-tea-or-hot-chocolate_zps7191c406.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: left;">Name: Yana Morse</div><div style="text-align: right;">Name: NPC - Waitress at Eriente's</div><div style="text-align: left;">Species/Element: Non Magic</div><div style="text-align: right;">Species/Element: Non Magic</div><div style="text-align: left;">Wearing: Blue Chiffon Dress (same as picture) and black ballet pumps.</div><div style="text-align: right;">Wearing: Black pants, white shirt and black flats.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Time: August 1st: afternoon</div><div style="text-align: right;">Time: August 1st: afternoon</div><div style="text-align: left;">Location: Town Square: Etriente's</div><div style="text-align: right;">Location: Etriente's</div><div style="text-align: left;">Tag: Blake, NPC Waitress at Eriente's </div><div style="text-align: right;">Tag: Yana</div><hr/><br/>She'd hardly sat down when a young bubbly blonde waitress practically skipped to where she was sat offering her a menu and chirping<strong>"Welcome to Etriente's. Can I take a drinks order?"</strong>Having been here on several occasions she knew what she wanted already but decided to confine herself to merely ordering a drink.<strong>"I'll have a glass of white wine please, Rachel."</strong>Yana was good with names and faces making sure to remember the names of people that she only met once or twice, knowing that people always appreciated being remembered. She placed the menu back on the table as she watched the waitress walk away.<br/><br/>She saw her brother entering the town square but he evidently didn't see her, confirmed when he walked towards Stonehenge, it did make her smile a bit that he instinctively tried to he nearest bookshop for her, he knew her so well. Her phone buzzed and glancing down she saw his message flash up on the screen. Pressing the call button she rang him, always faster than texting him back,<strong>"I'm at Etriente's, you were late so I chose where to eat."</strong><br/><br/>The waitress was already back with her wine as she hung up the phone and hovered eagerly waiting for a food order,<strong>"Oh sorry, my brother is on his way, we'll order as soon as he's had a chance to look at the menu" </strong>her tone was polite but was also and obvious dismissal and the waitress nodded walking away to her post by the door.<br/><br/>