Olivia and OPEN
The food truck had been around for a little while already, but an actual restaurant? This felt like real life, or at least what life had been like way back before the dead had started walking, and Olivia was surprised by how great it felt to sit at a table that wasn't located in an Oval Office replica, or their own house, and have someone ask what she wanted to eat. It was almost too good to be true, really, like the waiter was gonna come back and be like, 'Just kidding! We're totally not actually gonna make you any food!' But they brought her salad, then a burger with roasted vegetables, and even a freaking milkshake, and Olivia was pretty sure she was about to keel over with happiness any time now.
After dinner, they decided to duck into the communal side of the restaurant just to see who else was around. Milkshake still in hand, Olivia glanced around the room, looking for any familiar faces.