"Yes," Kastra told her father, closing her menu and waiting patiently for him to request his drink. When the server turned to her, expecting her drink order, she smiled pleasantly. "Wasser ist gut für mich, danke, she said, choosing for the time being to stick with her water. "Kann ich die Gebratene Ente haben? Mit Rotkohl, bitte." Kastra did not take after her father's vegetarian tastes; she barely glanced at the vegetarian section of the menu, and decided to settle on the roast duck for the evening instead.
The waiter nodded and Kastra handed him her menu. She, along with the server, turned her attention to her father.