Obviously he had been. He seemed rather friendly with the staff here so far. "Are you from this area?" Maybe he just liked to travel. She had done her fair share, though mostly by plane. It was one of the perks of having a father that was an airline pilot. She could go anywhere and she never had to pay for it, at least until Bump came along. Flying wasn't so good for the baby.
"No. This is great. It's fine. Good music." Amazingly enough, Cissy didn't really have the taste in music that most people would expect her to. Her favorite band of all time was The Cars, after all. Most people would have pinned her for a T-Pain sort of girl, and while she could certainly pop, lock and drop it, that wasn't really her cup of tea. She ignored him when he asked her the question the second time, eying the menu instead. "Can we get some nachos? Ooohh, and I want the Miami Heat burger. I love jalapenos." It was definitely a good thing it wasn't karaoke night. Cissy couldn't sing for shit, but that didn't mean she wouldn't tried it regardless.