Sayuri frowned when the old woman invited a couple over to their table. The girl didn't particularly [i]like[/i] strange people staring at her when she was eating, especially if they were going to be all couple-y and lovey-dovey while doing so. Nevertheless, Sayuri kept her mouth shut - she wasn't going to forget all of her manners, now, was she? Nodding at the waiter when he put down her cheesecake, Sayuri waited until the old lady takes a large bite of her brownie until the girl digs into her own treat. The black-haired girl forced a smile at the couple when they take seats at [i]her[/i] table. Suddenly hearing the old woman invite the waiter - now dubbed 'Ryusuke' - to sit with them, she immediately focused her gaze on the redhead, hoping that he wouldn't take the lady up on her offer. He had work to do, didn't he? Releasing an inaudible sigh of relief when he shook his head and left, Sayuri smirked triumphantly to herself. It was strange, really - Sayuri wasn't [i]usually[/i] this opposed to sharing, but it was just the fact that the [i]old lady[/i] had suggested it that made her so rebellious. There was just something weird about that woman, something the girl couldn't quite put her finger on...