Looking around, she saw a woman and a man that seemed to be talking to a toad. She smiled. She often talked to her pets as well, so she couldn't say anything. The woman had a small dragon on her shoulder, and Alise smiled. She was going to introduce herself when the woman walked over to her instead. Smiling at the friendly woman, she answered.<br/><br/>"Hmm... I don't suppose you have any snickerdoodle cookies, do you? I have a sudden craving for them. If not, then some white chocolate fudge would be wonderful. Wait, do you have cream soda as well?"<br/><br/>She hadn't realized how hungry she was.<br/><br/>"Oh, and it's nice to meet you, Ally. I'm Alise. Alise de Chagny."<br/><br/>Her heavy French accent punctuated each remark and she hoped that the girl could understand her. Sometimes her English was a bit too diluted for native speakers to hear clearly. Her teal eyes took in the rest of the customers, and she was glad that she was sitting close enough to the other tables to be able to start conversations with the other men and women if she would like...or rather, if they would like. Goodness! Why was she so self-pitying today? She needed to snap out of it.