With a hand, Luciel turned the glass with the shifting flower towards the waiter who'd offered them the glass as if trying to gain their attention before quickly giving up. It was clear that a simple plant sprouting from nothing wasn't nearly interesting enough to draw them away from their job; who was to say what else they'd seen that night, alone.
Sighing, the hunter mixed the iced tea mix with the iceless water from the tap, using his pinky to stir. Whomever had the displeasure of owning the facility obviously had more important things to do than manage quality towards paying customers. 
The flavor was supposed to be similar to raspberry, though it came off like cheap lemonade. It smelled dissuading, but the knight had consumed arguably less palatable and cheaply unhealthy things in his borderline poverty since moving to Sonomachi. Struggle stemmed from sacrifice, and he'd never known the taste of a silver spoon.

Lifting the glass, he went to take a sip before jumping as hands rested on his shoulders. The motion almost spilled the cheap beverage, small ripples of reds and violets rippling like water from where the woman's hands touched while she spoke. [color=8882be]"Yes vell...zeh night iz young"[/color] he mused as to excuse what he perceived as criticism before taking a sip. It was weirdly sweet, probably being mostly sugar by how the cafe seemed to be run in such a manner. [color=8882be]"Ehn I am not picky vith beverage formalities"[/color] Luciel continued, folding one leg over the other and leaning back as the doughnut was set in front of him before softly musing, [color=8882be]"A packet ouf powder does not concern eitzelf vith zeh time ouf day~"[/color] with a sigh and a chuckle while they stared the culinary confection down.

Sweets...pastries and sugary snacks never appealed much to the albino. A tiny weakness in his teeth made them painfully sensitive to the acid. It was debatably a blessing in disguise since his image was easily maintained without the temptation of such things as what the intoxicating aroma of the freshly baked pastry promised to offer. It wasn't to say he didn't appreciate the offer or that he hated sweets, it just hurt to eat them.
It reminded him that he should probably stop by the store after he hopefully got paid from tonight's job. Luciel [i]was[/i] admittedly quite hungry after running out of food almost a day ago. A bottle of sriracha and other spices were a poor supplement for sustenance since he valued his tastebuds' natural quality of not being melted.

News about the man known as the 'Cataloger' meant little to the gentleman hunter. There were no artifacts for him to lose, and no reason to be of interest to some weirdo who creeped on those that did. However, the missions were particularly interesting. Beating up teens seemed like an easy way to put hours in, though maybe a little undignified. The spirits and customs of Japan were strange and he was a little worried about overdoing it or not bowing at the right time or other craziness. It was a good option to fall back on, though the activity in the park was more of his forte. Whatever mysterious there is would have a rough time trying to overtake Luciel in his natural environment. 
Diplomacy concerning the riverside was none of Luciel's business. He wasn't the best when it came to talking to people he didn't know, and he didn't live by the riverside and had nothing to lose from a failed mission. That in mind, it was easier not to affiliate himself with appealing to the faith in others with high tension. In his personal opinion, it'd be as open and shut of a case as beating up the teen at the temple.
He'd be certain to head to the park. The wildcard of the unknown occurrences would be interesting, but there wasn't much he wouldn't be prepared for...he could go for a walk in the park, anyway.