#killo-bye

"Oh I'd like to get the...? This..." Dalia's manicured fingernail showed the waitress what she exactly meant by pointing to a picture of a  dish. " And may I pretty please have a green tea as well?" 

 "Just fetch me some bacon n eggs." his coarse voice resonated within the room, almost covering the background song coming from somewhere in the back of the diner.

Dalia's face gently wrinkled with the authenticity of her smile as the girl brought their order. Her hand reached out to brush against the girl's hand as a gesture of closure and gratitude. 

"Thank you honeybunch!" 

 "Merci" he added upon hearing his sister's voice. He did not want to cross the line any further. His gaze raised to meet the waitress'.

"You're very wel-" she couldn't help but gulp down the air that was caught in her throat for a second or two. Her eyes widening at the realization that the male before her had in fact a figure indeed familiar to her. "I may be a bit too straight forward. But is this by any chance you?" she asked, showing the picture she had in her hand, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah?" He says without even glancing at the picture too carefully. He recognized it instantly by the sight of his teammates. He smirked.