<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Family Diner - Out of the way Booth.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second Day, early evening.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>, Natsuki, Amaya (m) Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Oil stained Harley Shirt, Old Military Field Cap.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Italicized means spoken in "English"<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It was appearing that whatever Biscuit tried to get Natsuki to feel better about not only herself, but life in general, was backfiring spectacularly. Though it could be chalked up to the fact that he was an American in Japan trying to be an American comforting someone. Simply put it, Different culture reacts differently. The trembling, and the muttered "Baka" leaving him unsure if he was in fact helping, or simply making himself a bother. He just hoped he wasn't sabotaging what could be a friendship with a pretty girl.<br/><br/>When Natsuki took the offered numbers, and promised to call him when she got her phone working, Biscuit would give her a warm smile. "Okay, Like I said. If you ever have a need to get "Lost". I'll be more than happy to take you for a ride." he said with a nod. To him, if he ever felt down, or overwhelmed, nothing reinvigorated him more than a ride on his bike. Judging with how much Natsuki was enjoying it coming here from the school, he believed she would feel revitalized from it as well. And if Amaya actually got a motorcycle herself like she was talking, then perhaps they could ride together as a group! That actually sounded like a lot of fun. Hell, perhaps there was something to making a Motor club after all.<br/><br/>Natsuki would then suddenly ask if Biscuit liked music. She explained that the School actually had a rock band, and that they were pretty good. "Really!?" Biscuit asked as Natsuki ask if he would like to hear them sometime. Biscuit did like music, though he wasn't really one to go to concerts, and all. He tended to get fidgety if he was idle for too long. "Sure, I would like that. Would you be there as well?" He asked. He hoped she would as she seemed to be inviting him. The smile upon his face warm, and hopeful.<br/><br/>It would be about this time that the Waitress would return with their drinks. "Here you go. Have either of you had a chance to look over the menu?" She asked as she tried to pretend she hadn't seen anything. "Oh the menu! Shit." Biscuit stated as he scrambled to pick up the menu and glance it over. Though one of the menu items really stuck out to him. the Picture looked like Country style Steak, and gravy with green beans and could he actually believe what he was seeing!? Corn Bread muffins? Holding up the menu to the Waitress he pointed to the picture. "Is that Country style steak, and gravy?" He asked. The Waitress blinked, and gave Natsuki a look as if to ask if the young man was sane. "Ye~s?" She replied. "And it says it comes with Corn bread muffins?" Biscuit pressed, his eyes looking hopeful. The waitress could only nod. "<em>Sweet!</em>" Biscuit chirped happily. "I'll have that then." He announced. The Waitress scribbled his order down before turning to Natsuki. "And for you miss?" She asked.