Winter smiles. "Oh that one on the corner? It's really good," she then frowns, and looks down at her clothes. "It's a more formal restaurant though. They know me because my uncle always meets there for business, but I doubt they'd let us through. So we could change and meet there or there's a little burger joint not too far though. Really good. Your choice, I don't really care." 'Liar.' 'I can't tell him that.'
Ivy looks at the games and frowns. "Heads up, you'll probably have to explain it to me. Ooh what's this? 'Battleship'," she pulls two small gray boxes out and reads their matching label.