"What kind of flowers do you visually like?" Vonam Asked.
"Flowers?" Lith furrowed his brows in confusion.
"I apologize, but Camellias don't exist so this table is the only one with no matching flowers. We give our customers an ample selection to choose from."
"Why visually? Isn't the smell important as well?" As a Fae, Ryka considered herself an expert on the matter but the glare Vonam threw her made the Titania feel like dirt under a shoe.
"No, it's not." He replied with ill-concealed annoyance. "How can Magus Verhen appreciate the delicate flavor of his meal with his nose stuffed with the smell of flowers? It would ruin his dining experience."
The concierge pointed at a small button linked to a weak darkness spell that would cancel the scent of flowers at the beginning of the meal. Then he handed Lith a single menu.
"They are my guests. I'll pay for them. Answer their questions but don't bother me. I'm here only for the food." Lith said.
