Lanyu enters the room, her catlike motions, and grace apparent. She surveys the patrons, with a discerning eye, not predatory, but interested, sizing up the surroundings. She slips into an unoccupied booth, and orders a bowl of hot soup.
"Hot soup, please", She asks in a quiet voice, before sliding into the back of the booth, back to the wall, to survey the bar.
"Hot soup, please", She asks in a quiet voice, before sliding into the back of the booth, back to the wall, to survey the bar.