Raven froze the minute she heard the voice. A male waiter she thought to herself and then looked up and forgot she was breathing as her dark eyes looked up at him. He had to be the most handsome man she had seen in her life and fought to keep her heart intact because she knew if she opened her heart, she would fall for him and hard. Remembering Fabian she felt her heart break but fought to not show it, or read his mind for that matter.
Regaining sense of her composure since she figured she looked like an idiot staring at him like she had seen the sun for the first time, she glanced down at the menu and responded in a voice that shook slightly and a Hindu accent that slurred her speech,
"Thanks for the welcome. I'd like an iced tea and a turkey club sandwich with a side salad." She figured her odds of getting Indian food were doubtful here.