"Like order! That's a good idea."

"I like that suggestion! That is on me, of course."

"Don't worry about it, this is a cafe not a fancy restaurant, I can pay."

"Aw, but what is even the point of being a blue if I can't pay for everything?"

"I heard rumors that blues also do governing."

"What he said," she nods.

A purple-haired lady in an apron approaches them, does a subtle double-take at Dateovont, and addresses him. "Good afternoon. What will you be having?" She spares the other two a glance each to indicate they're acknowledged as part of the table but is clearly expecting Teo to be the one to order first.

Teo grins at her, but turns to the other two. "So, do you guys have any suggestions?"

"For drinks... they have really great minty swirls and root beer here."

Sahde for her part is in the process of ungluing her eyes from the pretty waitress.

"I'm gonna get the mint thing, it's pretty great."

"Me too then. Three?"

"Three then," Teo agrees smiling.

    "Okay! I'll be right back with your order. I hope you enjoy it!" She gives him a winning smile and off she goes.

"They're not like that when I'm on my own," Sahde muses.

"I know, sorry. But people see blue and basically stop seeing everything else. It's more than a little bit insulting, I know, but it's hardly her fault."

"On the other hand when I'm on my own people flirt a lot more in spring."

"From an already very high flirtation baseline. One assumes."

"One alas assumes incorrectly."

"You're the most flirtatious person that I know. And you're up there with being flirted with."

"Aww, you're too sweet."

"I try."

"I'll admit I'm not above using caste stereotypes in my favour."

"Hey, if you're not blue you have to use all the tools that you can to get ahead."

He squeezes Ovali's shoulder, hey, look more of that magic-to-the-knee thing.

Presumably he's using his own knee as the blueprint.

"If by 'ahead' you mean 'laid,' sure."

"You would know, wouldn't you?"

"Like you don't do the same!"

"Defamation! I'm a professional."