"So, what will you be drinking?" The waitress asked. "We have an assortment of cocktails and wines, all of them I highly recommend."
"I believe I will take one of each." Obsi said with a smile.
"One of each?" The waitress asked, her words seemed to pause longer between each word as her brain attempted to wrestle with what was just said. "Mam, I think that might be a little unhealthy."
"Don't worry." Obsi said. "I can handle myself just fine dear. So, bring me out one of everything."
"And your food?" The waitress asked.
"I thought I already ordered." Obsi said. "One of each please."
"So, you want one of each beverage and one of each entrée?" The waitress asked, trying to confirm Obsi's order.
"Yes." Obsi said with an oblivious smile.
"A-a-and you sir?" The waitress asked as she turned to Zell. Her voice trembled in fear as to what he might order. The earlier comment by Obsi about mortals was starting to weigh heavily on her mind.
