<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rune</strong></span><br/><strong>Where:</strong>Food Court<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mikhail Nikolaevich Dostoevsky<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"....Oh."</strong>Rune said after a minute. There was an awkward silence after that, and the two were soon at a large food court with various restaurants. Finding the Japanese one, Rune went and sat down at a corner booth, crossing her legs under the table. The place was air conditioned and she was kicking herself for forgetting to fully pack.<br/><br/><strong>"So...."</strong>Rune said, picking up a menu. "<strong>I'll be honest, I don't speak Japanese and don't really eat the food on a regular basis."</strong>After looking at it for a moment, she set it down and rested her head on her hands, looking at Mike with her red eyes.<strong>"So I'll trust you to do the ordering, okay? You still have that bet you won... and no using it on anything mundane like food!"</strong>