The menu that Garret was so desperately using as a cover moved as the beautiful Lyra Noir tapped at it while she talked to him. He watched in horror as she waved at Cela, calling her attention to their presence. If there was anything that Garret wanted right then and there, it was to have the earth open up from underneath him and swallow him whole. Cela was never going to let him hear the end of it. Never!

"Yeh?" he asked Lyra, not really listening to what she was sighing about as he was too busy thinking up excuses to tell Cela later about why he was in this place, "Tha'snice..." he set the menu down, seeing as hiding now looked like a futile attempt, and proceeded to smooth his hair down self-consciously. His eyes darted around as he loosened his school tie and took a sip of the tea that the waitress had just carried over, "D'you come 'ere often, then?"