Sky/Peony | Bazaar District | lunchtime
It seemed she had been correct -- Sky had no girl in mind (Pyr, now, she wasn't entirely certain about, but of course the two boys weren't destined to grow and develop at the same pace). "Dessert, too," she assured. She had, of course, sent sweets to her brothers on Saint Namorados -- some traditions came back easily -- but she didn't mind if the favor wasn't returned.
"Hopefully," she agreed. "What would you particularly like to find?" She wondered if she might be able to track it down at one of the import shops or delis hidden here and there in the Bazaar. She had gotten quite skilled at finding food from home.
Just then, it was their turn to order; the man behind the grill grinned at Sky and said, "You and your brother always bring me the prettiest ladies. Two portions for you today, or will it be three?"