The waitress trots over, dressed smartly in her uniform and passes Luelle the menu with a cheerful smile. She accepts the leather-bound booklet with a soft 'thank you' and flips it open, placing it on the table for both of them to share.<br/><br/>"Oh really?" She continues, her eyes never leaving the pictures. "What sort of work do you do, usually..." She asks, looking up at him again. She mind told her to flutter her lashes and work her charm, most people fall for that all the time, but something told her to respect this stranger and not brainlessly flirt around like a high school girl.