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GEN/NSFW/TFLN/TEXTS/STARTERS/PROMPTS from canonmates/non-canonmates most welcome.

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[ Arthur follows Graves in, settles down in his chair without too much aplomb. The menu, he's practically memorized, so he just gives it a cursory look before setting it down on the table, near the edge.

It's busy in here, being lunch hour and all. Ever the one to know his surroundings, he scans the room, taking in where people are seated, their relation to the exit. Little things he can't break the habit of. Of course, Graves catches his attention again with his comment and a small smile quirks up the corner of his mouth. ]

Good food is worth crying over. [ Not really a yes or no, to that. Their waitress swings by, cheery even if she looks a little hassled. Once they order, she disappears again, off towards the kitchen and narrowly avoiding someone carrying a full tray of orders. ]

Though, I gotta be honest, it's best on cold days. Keeps you warm for blocks. [ This time, he really does smile, dimples showing just enough. ]