"Little Cotton. Have you been waiting for me too long?"
Ariel didn't answer immediately, instead burying her face in the menu, eliciting a small laugh from him.
After hearing the unpleasant story about his bastard great-grandfather, seeing Ariel seemed to soothe his nerves.
"Is it okay if I sit here?"
As he said this, Indra pulled out the chair opposite Ariel.
His hand pulled the menu away from Ariel's cute face, then leaned his body toward his super cute girlfriend.
"The menu's just in the way," Indra smiled slightly at Ariel. "Why are you hiding?"
"Who? Who's hiding?!"
Ariel may have tried to sound convincing, but to his ears, Ariel's trembling voice clearly told him she was incredibly embarrassed.
"You are," Indra replied casually, resting his chin on his hand on the table, still with a smile on his face. "Why didn't you just come to me earlier? I would have happily left everything for you."
"Wh ... who was waiting for you?!"
