Michael watched Vanille draw for a minute or two before glancing at Emma, who always made him feel awkward. He fidgeted with his phone for a moment before receiving a text and gently prodding Vanille's shoulder, "I'm going to go see a friend...you can come if you want." He said, figuring he should let them know where he was going. He slid his phone back into his pocket and then glanced toward the door.

Wednesday blinked as crayons suddenly appeared in front of her, as if appearing out of thin air. She looked towards Vanille and listened as she spoke. Quickly nodding and beaming happily at the little gift, she spoke, "Uh huh, you're right. Thanks Vani! Oh, you should speak German more often too, your accent sounds pretty" she noted offhandedly, before picking up a few crayons and a white napkin, since she left her sketchpad at home.

She placed the rose in front of her and scribbled away furiously, a childish look of concentration on her face as she continuously glanced at the rose, and at Vanielle, specifically her hair. She let out a sound that sounded a bit like 'Eureka!' and once again began to draw, her work coming out surprisingly neat, considering she was using crayons and a napkin. After 2 more minutes, she was done, which was shown when she glanced up with a confused look on her face, as if she'd forgotten where she was for a moment. She shook her head, and the dazed look was gone.

"Here! Consider this a present, and since I can't really give it to anyone else" Wednesday handed Vanille the napkin drawing, which contained a delicate rose that showed signs of withering, and the name 'Vanille' in big pink script, under the flower. "Do you like it?" she was smiling again, happy with the outcome of her work.

Glancing up from the place mat she had been doodling on, Vanille smiled at Michael, "I'd love to, but I'm hoping to slip in a bit of practice before tonight."
Returning her gaze table-ward once more, she listened to Wednesday talk and blushed deeply when she finished. "Danke." she had gotten quiet again.

After a few minutes she caught movement out of the corner of her eye and looked back up. Grinning as she spotted the drawing, Vanille hugged Wednesday, a stream of uninterpretable German compliments escaping her mouth. Blushing again when she finished and realized that she had, once again, lost track of her languages.

"And that is why I'm not the singer." she laughed, turning her attention back to the place mat and scribbling away for a minute before she tore several pieces of the mat off and slid them to everyone at the table.

On the scraps of paper were little chibi-like versions of each person at the table and their name written in German (if it translates) at the bottom in Vanille's messy half-cursive writing.

Smiling as her food arrived, Vanille was attacking the fluffy pumpkin pancakes with her fork in under ten sections.

Emma grinned as Vanille's German came out once again.

"And again with the lovely German my dear Vani." she said.

She glanced at Michael, who announced that he was leaving to go see a friend. Emma, of course, had to comment. She had hung around a lot of guys before she joined the band and developed a dirty mind. She smiled and winked at Michael.

"Have fun." she said, knowing that the wink explained what she meant.

Emma looked at the drawing Vanille drew for her and smiled.

"I like it, Vani."

As soon as the pancakes arrived, Vanille made them disappear. She looked around at everyone else to see if she was the only one who didn't inhale their food, if they ordered food. Was she the only one who didn't even order food? She didn't really care. Going places with the group was fun. Didn't matter what they were doing or where they were going, as long as she could talk and hang out with them.