[center][color=#438095]Evening. December 3rd, 21XX - Commercial Complex 16B (DIHOP), Shanhu[/color][/center]

With the deftness of someone who had been stuck in the service industry for far longer than the average human sanity was equipped to deal with, the waitress coursed through the electronic pad's menu, jotting down each order like she was perfecting a rhythm game. At Runa's order and, ultimately, Kyouko's, she smiled nervously but said nothing, simply doing her job and not questioning the appetites of two young ladies. If they paid, they paid, right?

"Ah, that promotion ended last week, but we still have a bunch of the codes in the back, actually," the waitress laughed to herself, "If you want I can just get you a handful of them or something. Don't really have a way to get rid of them otherwise." Surely the prospect of getting a bunch of free gacha codes without even having to buy the meal wouldn't be turned down, and so with everyone's orders mustered, the waitress gave them all a nod and walked off to the next booth of customers.

Even considering the immensity of the order, DIHOP being a cheap establishment with quick and often pre-prepared meals, the team's food arrived on their table within a short while, no doubt stretching the limits of the table's available space. With their food ready a dozen minutes into their gathering, something did seem to be missing in the end...

Mason's granddaughter was supposed to be sharing this meal with them, wasn't she? This far into eating, she definitely seemed to be late. Perhaps shy or perhaps...

The Final Five, if at all they cared in the end to entertain a young fan, would have their worries or questions answered quickly enough once they were near the end of their food. Though... perhaps, Kyouko was still tackling hers, considering her decidedly more mundane digestive system compared to Runa.

The front doors to the DIHOP slid open out of sight of the Final Five, ringing an electronic bell that normally would have drawn the attention of no one but the employees themselves.

"Welcome to DIHO- er." The busboy at the entrance stopped their greeting short when whoever had entered simply walked right past, utterly ignoring the young man. Though their shoes were hardly heavy, the unseen individual stomped around the corner, right for the Final Five's booth, as if somehow psychically knowing where they were located.

When at last they stood before the Final Five, they found themselves met with a rather cross-looking girl. Long blonde hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, and cool blue eyes glared down at the group (or up, in Tian-Gui's case, despite him still sitting) below heavy eyelashes. The stick of a lollipop stuck out from between frowning lips, and she stood with a wide stance, arms crossed over her chest. Indeed, she appeared to be no younger than Runa and Kyouko, as Mason had mentioned, likely a high schooler herself, though perhaps at the end of her primary education.

That is, assuming she was the granddaughter in question.

She looked over each of the members, one by one, before opening her mouth to speak with an irreverent, growly tone.

"What kind of heroes choose a DIHOP? Don't you all have some kind of special place you patronize?" she mouthed off, "If I wanted to barge in here and attack you all, you wouldn't have any kind of security detail! The robot chefs wouldn't do anything."