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"But aren't you..." Terese was about to say something pointing out that, despite his powers, he was still a 'mortal', but decided it wasn't worth it. Looking over at the screen as he was playing, she had to admit that it was sort of impressive by her standards, she even considered going up against him if he didn't just go easy on her for being a girl gamer. Taking this as some sort of break from him, she went over to the food counter and sat at a stool. The restaurant sort of looked like a 60s diner with cyberpunk elements to it.

"So, what'll it be?" someone behind the counter asked, cleaning a glass.

"Just the usual," she said.

"... Erm... what exactly is your 'usual?" he asked, slightly confused.

Terese blinked before realizing that this was a new waiter, "Oh, well it's..." Terese recited what she usually had and he wrote it down and went to the back. A few moments later he came back, noticing something, "I think I should tell ya' that some guys and gals are eyeyin' that guy you came in with," He said, pointing to a group of hipsters that had been staring at Nash, as if this was a V.I.P place and he had came in uninvited.

"God, not again..." Terese said, sighing in aggravation as she looked over her shoulder.