🎀 Wisteria 🎀

-- Alright, -- Valdemar waved his hand. -- Forget what I said. If my assumption is correct, everything would have been clear long ago.

Indeed, why would she hide anything? Or is she just playing with him? To hell with all this coquetry, Valdemar, you naive fool, these nonverbal gestures are impossible to decipher. But this only makes the image of the establishment even stranger, if not downright creepy, even for this crazy country. While waiting for his order, Valdemar observes intently, trying to notice every little detail, every oddity in the behavior of the visitors. It's hard to say how successful he is; his eyes keep wandering to more interesting objects of contemplation...

— As you wish.
After taking the order, the waitress gracefully retreated, leaving Valdemar alone with his thoughts. While he waited for his order, he couldn't notice anything strange, unless the behavior of the people could be considered strange, as it differed too much from what he was used to in his homeland. Young men, and even grown men, communicated with the pretty waitresses with noticeable shyness and a blush on their cheeks, for which they received angry glances or slaps from their girlfriends or wives. After some time, the girl who was serving him returned with "The Beyond" and a cup of latte on a tray, which she held in her delicate hands. After placing the order on his table, she wished Valdemar a pleasant appetite and retreated again.