Purple-haired waitress brings out lots of things.

She eats them. ...deep-frying is good. What a good thing.

"It's really interesting the things you appreciate - I have no idea when deep frying was invented -"

"I think it probably would take more oil than we usually get all in one place except for trading."

" - huh. That'd do it."

"It's so good though." Nom nom.

The restaurant brings out seconds!

Eee!

And after dinner would she like ice cream.

Oh wow. Oh wow.

This is adorable.

It is delicious. "I would not have guessed that one of the most impressive things about a society with so much more stuff would be the food but apparently food gets way better!"

"I'm so glad you enjoy it!!"

Giggle.

"Should we get some to take home for Penumbra?"

"Yes."

So he waves over the waitress and asks about this and a short time later she brings a pint of ice cream in a little insulated bag, and smilingly hands it to Maurabel and tentatively says 'for Penumbra'.

"Thank you, she'll be delighted."

Afen translates this and she smiles at Maurabel. And then they can head out.

Penumbra is back when they get there and has not had any helicopter incidents. She loves the ice cream.

Oh good! Should Amentans leave them alone for the evening again! They promise to be back in the morning this time.

"See you tomorrow."

They go across the hall. 

"Thanks for coming back."

"They're nice!"