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Unlike Air, Angel cared not about whether eating seafood in Cerulean's presence would offend him. After all, even the harpy consumed chicken - sure, he wasn't a rooster harpy or anything that warranted a true feel for cannibalism, but surely he assumed that eating his favorite fishy staple wouldn't throw off the siren.

Even though Angel wasn't the recipient of Air's telepathy, he dropped his menu and flicked his fork. "The tilapia sounds good. I think I've found my choice!" He looked to the others, including Cerulean, to see if anyone else decided on a meal yet. "Hell, maybe we can all share our choices. That's how we eat back at home."

He leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head as his eyes drifted to the ceiling. Air made some comment about... eating 60 plates of meat!? Angel was close to picking up his glass of water just to sputter it back out! "Okay, I'm as much of a meat-lover as the rest of you guys, but I prefer [i]not[/i] to get stomach poisoning tonight. Thanks." He did however, look to Bushi with an eyebrow raised and a sleek smile crossing his lips. He lifted his glass like it was champagne. "I'm sure Bush would like to show us all up though, right, my good man?"