Kyle(ton) Mason strolled in to the room, his robin eggs blue eyes scanning the room with idle curiosity as he let them grow accustomed to the dimmer interior. His nose detected the smell of fish and cheese and figured that seafood was on the menu again. He didn't mind, he could eat anything and probably enjoy it well enough to get him through another day.... Food didn't have to taste good to get the ob done... although when it did, it was appreciated.<br/><br/>His hands settled on the belt about his waist, the slender blade on the right hip and a pouch on the other and tapped his fingers on the finely worked leather for a moment before making his decision, "Got any crisp white back there?" he asked and motioned to the bar before he strolled through the tables with a predatory step, his long, black hair held back from his face with a hammered silver ring to reveal his pointed ears. "Ladies," e said and smiled a charming smile before he took a slice of the tuna dish and settled down across the table, "How are you on this bright day?"