[It's not exactly the way he runs his shop back home. That's only because it's oppressive silence in the real City of Rain, the list of rules too long and too specific for people to consider speaking to strangers on the street. Within the bounds of hell, this restaurant feels like a respite from the chatter and noise.
He takes the menu from her and gets started. With the way the cubicles are arranged, she can see him slip into the back and start prepping the stuffed mushrooms with practiced ease. Centuries of skill aren't magic, but it might as well be.
The first dish is plated and slid onto her table. The mushrooms stuffed with cream cheese, parmesan, garlic with just a hint of cayenne to give it a kick.]
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He takes the menu from her and gets started. With the way the cubicles are arranged, she can see him slip into the back and start prepping the stuffed mushrooms with practiced ease. Centuries of skill aren't magic, but it might as well be.
The first dish is plated and slid onto her table. The mushrooms stuffed with cream cheese, parmesan, garlic with just a hint of cayenne to give it a kick.]