[b]Takeshi[/b]

After getting back, and being handed a menu, Takeshi ordered "I'll just have some spanish roasted chicken with chips." He ordered. It seems they understood English. "Mira, you gonna order?" He turned to Mira. She had gone into shy mode it seems. "The special." She whispered to him. She was clinging onto him. "And The Special." The waiter jotted the order down. Sylvia's speech was slurring. [i] A weak drinker or just a strong drink?[i] he was curious for a moment, when another person came to sit down. "Hey there, the name's Takeshi, and she's Mira, what's yours?" He asked the man who came to sit down. 

"I'm assuming you two are friends?" he asked Sylvia, since he had not met the other man. "Anyway, please order," he turned to the other man. "We've already ordered." 

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[b]Mira[/b]

Being dragged by Takeshi into the bar, she saw Sylvia in the sitting, drinking her alcohol. Suddenly she started to feel shy. Sitting next to Takeshi, she started to cling to him. He then asked her about what she would order, she had yet to look at the menu, and was unfamiliar with the place, so she just asked for the special, whispering the words to Takeshi. She watched as another man came to sit with them, and she became shyer, clinging closer to Takeshi. Takeshi had introduced her, and she nodded her head, trying to say hi with a movement. She watched on as the conversation went on.