Kijani settled in the booth as well, wondering if it was coincidence that their server was Asian, or if you had to be to work at this place. "Spring water, please." She answered automatically when asked for a drink. When she saw the confused look cross the girl's face, she realized the mistake. Was there even spring water in a place like this? She would likely get some metallic tasting liquid from the faucet. "...so..." Kijani played with a dreadlock, winding it around her finger. "Now what?"