[right][h2][color=999999]Lost in Translation[/color][/h2][@Auragreedia][@Tlazolteotl][@Stanifly][/right]

[color=8882be]Sirpa didn't hear the employee approach and was startled to see a set of drinks placed in front of them. She didn't place any order. She looked up at the employee quizzically, listened to what they had to say, then looked back at her drink. She picked it up, sniffed it, and took a sip. Sparkling lavender lemonade, like Sprite and lemonade with a pump or two or lavender syrup---non-alcoholic. She set her drink down and felt a small wave of relief when the man agreed to accept some help. Sirpa was glad to not feel like she was forcing his hand.

[b]"Would you tell us your name?"[/b] she asked, noting the change in the atmosphere. [b]"Or write it? I'm Sirpa. Oh but, um, I did already say that, huh?"[/b][/color]