"Yeah, you're right, their names aren't important," Audra said with a laugh. Besides, she was sure her people back at base could come to supply her with that information if they dug enough, if only to sate her curiosity. Once inside the department store, Audra resisted the urge to window shop and made a beeline for the elevator. The roof was a wide open level serving as its food court. The specific food place Audra was looking for was off in one of the corners of the food court, next to the grated fence that surrounded the place. The fence itself reminder Audra more of safety precautions taken at a playground than something potentially more offensive...like a prison yard. There were certainly plenty of children running around, so it made sense for it to be installed.<br/><br/>The restaurant she wanted was a French bakery and cafe. She was curious to see the Martian version of French food. She asked for a couple of pastries and a sandwich with a mixed coffee drink. Once Cecilia made her order, Audra would find them an open table by the fence, so that they could get a few of the city while they ate.