[color=cadetblue][h1]Rebekah Cross[/h1][/color]
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[b]Location:[/b] Diner, Academy Campus
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Dana Harada [@Plank Sinatra]

"Nothing to excuse. The enjoyment of a milkshake is no crime." Athena's daughter replied, directing only the briefest of glances at the demigoddess opposite her before returning her attention to the screen in front of her. A few rapid keystrokes followed, a few clicks, and a large bite from the food next to her. Lather, rinse, repeat for about another minute before anything changed in the process. She directed her attention fully to Dana, resting one hand on the edge of her laptop and the other around the handle of her coffee mug. "Waitresses in America, by the way, collect the dishes from the tables they service. That is why Ms. Crowne was confused by your arrival at her station. She will learn to accommodate your habits, however. She has already learned to accommodate my own preferences."

"You are welcome at my table."