Sable makes herself easy to keep track of, and keep up with, as she elbows her way to a seat, neither too close nor too far from any action. A waitress is with them soon enough, and without even looking at a menu, Sable orders two beers and the chef's special -- "And tell him it's from Sable." She grins as the waitress disappears, and looks back at Star.
"So... should I do the talking or can you tell me about where you come from? I'll take interpretive dance, too..."