[ she'll roll her eyes as she takes her seat, but she's definitely smiling. sylvain's chivalry often feels more like mockery than authenticity, and it's something dorothea appreciates about him, after spending too much time with self-serious people. she shrugs off her jacket to lay it across the back of her chair, followed by her bag and her hat, all while reading over the menu on the board above the stall. ]

Let's get the deluxe special, shall we? [ the most expensive item on the menu, of course - not that it'll be anything much to sylvain, seeing as it's a food stall rather than an actual restaurant. ] And maybe if you let me know next time you arrive, we can grab dinner rather than something so impromptu.

How long are you staying, anyway?