"So how long have you been in the city?"
"Oh, just a few weeks. It really is wonderful here!" exclaimed the redhead.
"Yeah, it's a pretty cool place," the boy replied, an amused smile on his face. "So you're from Tamaran? Why'd you move?"
Kory smiled sadly, staring at the glass of water in front of her. "It is complicated over in my home country." She shook her head.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"It is fine, Richard," she interrupted, smiling at him. Richard smirked at the woman.
"What can I get you today, Richard?" Rich looked up to see Rachel, notepad in hand. She smirked when she noticed Kory.
"Hey, Rae," he greeted. "How's Logan?" The raven haired waitress rolled her eyes.
"Same as ever. You know how he is." This made Richard laugh. Kory eyed the pair curiously. Rachel noticed the stare.
"Way to be rude, Grayson." Rich rolled his eyes and took a sip of his water. "I'm sorry that your date doesn't have any manners. I'm Rachel." Rich spluttered at this as the two girls shook hands.
"Glorious to meet you, new friend. My name is Kory." Rachel raised a brow at the accent but said nothing. Rich cleared his throat.
"This is not a date," he said quickly. "We just met." After a brief pause he added, "And I do too have manners."
Kory giggled at the boy while Rachel shook her head. "Sorry. So what can I get you two for your 'not date'?"
"I'll have the usual," he answered.
"Alright. And for you?" Kory smiled wider.
"I will have the pancakes." Rachel nodded.
"Be out in a minute guys." And with that she left the two alone.
"How do you two know each other?" Kory asked.
"We've been friends since high school."
"And who is Logan?"
"One of my other friends. He's sort of the jokester of our group. He and Rachel have been going out for a year now."
"How exciting!" the green eyed girl squealed, clapping.
"They've been through a couple of rough patches but they somehow have managed to make it. Vic and I still can't figure it out." He chuckled slightly. "But we're happy for them."
Rachel came back then and sat down their orders. Rich had smoked ham with bacon and biscuits and gravy. She then sat down Kory's pancakes, loaded with butter and syrup. Immediately, Kory reached for the yellow squeeze bottle on the table and started slathering it onto her fluffy pastries.
"Um, Kory, that mustard." The girl looked up from her food and grinned.
"I am aware. But I find this confection to be delicious." The two friends continued to watch as the girl began to dig into her deformed delicacies, both trying hard to keep from getting sick.
"Um…that's not disgusting," the waitress said.
"Would you like some, Rich?" Kory offered, unaware of the other people's flipping stomach. Rich shook his head and looked down at his food.
"I'm good, Kory. But I do appreciate the offer."
Kory shrugged and returned to her food. Rachel smirked as Rich ate his ham.
"I like her," she stated simply. Rich looked at her, brow raised. Rachel shrugged before leaving the two alone again.
*** "I like her," the redhead stated cheerfully. "She is quite honest, no?"
"Yep. That's Rachel for you," he replied. "I don't think she know to be any other way." Kory nodded. "So where do you live? I'll walk you home," Rich offered.
"Not that far. You need not walk me home," she replied politely.
"Though I wish to thank you for, how did you put it? Breakfast for dinner?" Rich laughed.
"I thought you might-" He was cut off when Kory pressed her lips against his. His eyes went wide before he regained enough sense to gently push the girl away.
"I…um…what?" Kory furrowed her brow at his confusion.
"I am sorry. Is that not how you show your thanks in this country?" Richard blinked, a pink tint coloring his cheeks.
"Um, well, it's actually only a thing that couples do." Kory seemed to let this sink in before she nodded.
"Good." Kory sighed.
"Well then I must be going. Maybe we will see each other again, yes?"
"Yeah. In fact, give me your hand," he instructed, digging through his pockets and pulling out a pen. Kory did as asked and Rich started scribbling his phone number onto her hand.
"I know this might be a bit crazy, but give me a call sometime." Kory smiled and took the pen from him, scribbling her own phone number onto his hand.
"I'd like that very much. And perhaps you can 'call me'?"
Rich smiled. "Maybe."