[h3][color=powderblue]Allie Sydra[/color][/h3]
Allie had trouble figuring out the situation. She couldn't position herself close enough to hear what the boy was talking about without drawing attention to herself, so she settled for a safe but distant position. She recognized the girl he was talking to, Isobel, from a few shared clubs. '[color=powderblue]Does she know? They seem to be talking at length. I may have to ask her next time we're in club.[/color]' 

After some time Allie pulled out DataSec. "[b][color=powderblue]DataSec. Start recording our movements. I think the target is about to start moving.[/color][/b]" Or rather, the two had stopped eating, at least. Isobel had gotten up and left, so that means that the boy would be next to leave.

...Or a dragon could stomp through the door that Isobel had left through. Allie had not considered that option, but here she was, in the middle of it. She shot up from her seat, quickly scanning the area. There were plenty of ways to exit, but she had to observe what was going to happen next. Allie ran along the walls to get a better vantage of the upcoming fight. The dragon was making a beeline towards the crossdresser. '[color=powderblue]Ah. It must be a challenge. Now we'll see his true combat ability. Maybe his choice in clothing has to do with this.[/color]'

It closed in on him. He even said something strange about fate. It didn't [i]seem[/i] like he was trying to evade. '[color=powderblue]How long is he going to play chicken?! He must have a serious last-second technique to wait this long.[/color]'

'[color=powderblue]...Should I have tried to save him?[/color]' Allie thought as the possibility that the boy had no plan came to mind.

In case the situation evolved further, Allie began compiling her summon for her Load-Bearing Armor. While it probably wouldn't help against a dragon, it couldn't hurt.