Giving Nenise a wink, Nek smiled and turned back to his menu, leaving her to settle whatever differences she and the rude man had. When the waitress returned, Nek happily ordered the Kawish, curious about it. Actually, he wasn't so much curious as he was intensely starving at this point. Still, he couldn't help but wonder -- had she been trying to suggest some sort of festival were coming here?
No matter how much he tried to get over it, something was wrong here. It seemed like a vibrant, lovely place, but he knew there was something more. A secret, maybe? Or some other sort of trouble. Whatever it was, Nek intended to uncover it, and he wouldn't leave until he had.