[ She's giving you a look, Asbel. One of those 'I'm on to you, and I'm gonna nag you like you've never been nagged before' looks. She steps up to the counter and looks over the menu. ]

Ah ... I guess the breakfast omelette with a little bit of fruit sounds good, thank you.

[ Cheria dons a knowing expression, glancing over at her friend (boyfriend? they really hadn't talked in depth about that yet). ]

Unlike some people, I have a little variety in my meal choices.

[ ... love you, Asbel. ♥ ]