[h2]Isabelle d'Antibes[/h2]

"I will work it off soon enough," the nun said dismissively, not sure why Saber was suddenly worried about her long term health when they were about to enter a violent fight for their lives. If there was any time to focus just on eating what you could [i]now[/i], it was when their deaths could happen any day. Though with that excuse and her own role in the church, it would justify a habitually poor diet... such as the one that Isabelle followed whenever left to choose her own meals.

It wasn't gluttony if you needed all that energy to stay in fighting condition, she was certain.

With the cheeseburger added to the order, it was just a matter of waiting for their food, then going over to the window to start eating... a somewhat disconcerting sight, seeing someone so delicate wolfing down an entire burger with barely a pause to breathe. "Can you fight without showing off... them? It seems like that might be a clue for our opposition."

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[h2]Assassin[/h2]

Replacing the light came a cloud of mist that seemed to die down but not... entirely. [i]Some[/i] form of mist continued to hang around the patio where the summoning had taken place, yet not enough to obscure the figure that had been summoned: that of a short Japanese woman. Yet despite her height, she was undoubtedly an adult... the open kimono and lack of much clothing left little in the way of imagination for that.

It also meant that Evangeline should have no incentive to struggle with her Servant over the sake offered, or to try and divest an apparent child of the gourd at one hip. Or the already-full dish that Assassin had somehow been [i]summoned[/i] with. 

Not that Assassin's attention was on her: it was on the offering. "Is this for me, Master...? Fufu, you should have brought more people... who am I to play with?"