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Normally, Kestrel loved to watch the various patrons enter and leave the tavern. Everyday she saw something new, something extraordinary, something that she would never have imagined before arriving in the Nexus. Right now, though, her mind was on something else. Trog's Tavern was giving out free breadsticks tonight, so with an empty coinpurse, a rumbling stomach, and a mild sense of guilt, the birdwoman was slipping more than her fair share of the snack food into a paper bag- taking the time to eat a couple along the way as well. It wasn't like she was stealing or anything, but regardless she couldn't shake the feeling that she was doing something perhaps a little wrong. Her hunger, and lack of any current means for buying any real food, was enough to push her past that feeling.

Focused on her forage for free food as she was, Kestrel did not notice the werewolf she had met a few weeks ago smoking in one of the tavern's booths. Atreyu, however, should have no trouble spotting her as he looked around. For all her mild guilt, Kestrel wasn't exactly trying to hide herself or her actions.
Atreyu has taken all of about five puffs when he catches sight of Kestrel. Ah. Oh dear. That's quite a lot of breadsticks.

He lets out a sigh and puts the cigarette out, standing up and waving to the waiter who just took his order. "Hang on a sec. I'm changin' tables. Follow me over in like ten seconds."

Atreyu snags his menu and walks quietly over to Kestrel's table, sliding softly into the seat opposite her without so much as word. And after a few seconds, cue waiter! "Oh yes. We'll both have the rabbit-" He pauses long enough to smile across at Kestrel. "And what would you like to drink, Missy?"