[center][color=9e0b0f][h3]Dana Harada[/h3][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/NiussKb.jpg[/img]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Diner, Olympus Academy
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Rebekah Cross [@Krayzikk][/center]

[color=9e0b0f]"Thank you."[/color] Dana finished taking another sip of her first shake and looked up with a small grin. [color=9e0b0f]"I had considered finding you and asking you to eat with me anyway. I do not have the number of anyone here, so short of hunting each of you down individually I had few options for contact."[/color]

The Japanese girl gingerly replaced the napkin in her coffee table book and closed it. The reading material was pushed to the right with her elbow, far enough that she could barely get a glimpse of the cover without the help of her peripheral vision; it would have been impolite to dart back and forth between conversation and distraction, and she had an entire day to read to herself if she wanted to. There was company present - if anything, [i]she[/i] was the company. [color=9e0b0f][i]Time to make a good impression, Danaye.[/i]

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Silence ruled the table for a second as Harada's curiosity began to amplify.

[color=9e0b0f]"What are you working on?"[/color]