Henry snorted at the "not normal" comment. "<strong>All we need is a headband,</strong>" he said dismissively, "<strong>and you look like you're wearing a stylish headset. A couple of kids down the block have some headsets that have big cat ears that can be used as speakers. Granted, they look more cybernetic than natural, but you'd get nothing more than odd looks.</strong>"<br/><br/>Pulling into the driveway of a dimly-lit, homey-looking diner, and parked. "<strong>The people here know me,</strong>" he explained, "<strong>and they'll assume that I have a good reason for your appearance. You're a runaway, a homeless person, just came back from RenFaire, or any of a dozen other explanations. It'll be fine.</strong>"<br/><br/>Finally, he noticed her intense blush. "<strong>Seriously,</strong>" he said quietly as he unbuckled his seat belt. "<strong>It'll be fine. And under any other circumstances, I'd be fine with letting you stay out here while I go in and order, but for all I know, Sewer-face or one of his buddies could be waiting for an opportunity to grab you. So, come on.</strong>"<br/><br/>Stepping out of the car, he quickly skittered around to her door to help her out - if she was coming out, at least. He made a quick glance around, then nodded reassuringly at her.