Fay followed behind Xylon into a secluded section of the restaurant, and they sat down.
She didn't see Alexander walk into the restaurant too, and asked for the closest table to their section.
She was too busy mean mugging Xylon to notice any other thing.
The umbrella she had left in the custody of one of the door openers, because apparently, she couldn't bring it in with her.
She wouldn't have minded holding that umbrella in the room, as it reminded her of the kindness she wasn't willing to give Xylon.
"Will you stop glaring at me now?" He asked, lowering the menu book he was going through.
"Considering how much of a liar, and pretender you are? No. I don't think I can stop glaring at you," she replied earnestly.
"How did I pretend, or lie?" He asked.
