Calliope tore her gaze from the shaded man with trouble when she felt a nudge from behind her.
"Excuse me, but do you think I can get by?" she said softly shifting from one foot to the other in an uneasy manner.
"Of course," she replied, somewhat tersely, and stepped to the side. Her eyes kept pulling her back to the normal people in the diner. There was just something about the people, the place itself that made her feel on edge. At first it was something very subtle and then she noticed two men having a minor confrontation. Vaguely, she heard something that led her to believe that she was the center of that scuffle and, turning to look at the girl who'd nudged her, maybe this girl too.
Taking a deep breath, Callie smiled slightly at the waitress as she took the menu and sat down at the booth. Just as she started to answer, her tablemate stood and walked away. "Coffee, please," she responded distractedly. "The special would be fine, thanks."
This is nuts, she thought to herself,
the people are weird, looking at me like I smell funny. She grabbed a strand of her hair and sniffed, then lifted the collar of her shirt and sniffed again.
Not anything that should earn me such looks! The other girl returned and ordered herself. She watched her and thought she must be awfully warm in all the clothes she wore.
Raising an eyebrow she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Not quite sure why she sat us together, but I'm guessing you are passing through as well? It's an ... interesting spot, huh?"