Wednesday; November 7, 2007
Who: Dione Castel and Hayate Ishikawa
When: Morning, Wednesday the 7th
Where: Outside the Bakery
What: Dione and Hayate have a conversation.

An 8 p.m. curfew didn't bother her terribly much, though she might want to consider moving into town since she seemed to spend so much time there. Maybe that would help Dexter became less worried about since he was always getting on her about the walk to and from town. Besides, that would mean she could get more hours of practice in at the Wine Bar and maybe take on a few students. Not that she was particularly looking forward to taking on students, but it gave her something to do other than mope. She'd tell him about it later. It might brighten her dead brother's day.

He would probably agree to anything to make sure that she wasn't walking around in the dark, which he often referred to as the dead of night.

Now, day was overcast and chilly, she wrapped her arms around herself and kept walking. The Wine Bar was her refuge and since it was daylight there would probably be few patrons inside. Just as well as she didn't so much want to talk to someone she didn't already know and so many people saw it as a necessary to try and chat her up, all the way until they realized that she wasn't going to talk back. Either she was too caught up in the music or she didn't want to speak for the likelihood that she would start stuttering badly.

Dione didn't enter the town from the main road since it was out of her way coming from the bungalows. Instead, she came in through the space between the restaurant and the bakery. The bakery smelled absolutely wonderful and she stopped there just to bask in the scent. Maybe she would go in for a moment and have breakfast? But that would mean having to speak with someone that she probably didn't already know. No one she had met so far had spoken of having a job at the bakery.

Well, there was standing out in the cold or going in. For the moment, she seemed to have decided to stand out in the cold.