Dream logic. Rey doesn't get it, but she isn't going to question it, either. So they're in Chinatown after a brief passing of time. Sure, okay. They can roll with that.
The place doesn't look like much, but that doesn't mean a whole lot. If not for the fact that Rey has been to some shady-looking places that offered an amazing menu, she can get behind this.
And it doesn't take much for her own influence to emerge. Bright reds decorate the place inside, filled with savory scents. The people, conversely, appear clearer than the ones in Firo's saloon, further evidence of Rey's meddling. For someone with a photographic memory, she has a better mind for detail.
What more, there may be a strange, alien quality to the restaurant itself. Seeing that she had never been to New York, Rey can only go by what she recalls of her dining experience in Chicago. But she doubts the kid will notice.
"No, this is perfect." She gestures to the empty tables, suggesting that Firo be the one to pick where they seat themselves.
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The place doesn't look like much, but that doesn't mean a whole lot. If not for the fact that Rey has been to some shady-looking places that offered an amazing menu, she can get behind this.
And it doesn't take much for her own influence to emerge. Bright reds decorate the place inside, filled with savory scents. The people, conversely, appear clearer than the ones in Firo's saloon, further evidence of Rey's meddling. For someone with a photographic memory, she has a better mind for detail.
What more, there may be a strange, alien quality to the restaurant itself. Seeing that she had never been to New York, Rey can only go by what she recalls of her dining experience in Chicago. But she doubts the kid will notice.
"No, this is perfect." She gestures to the empty tables, suggesting that Firo be the one to pick where they seat themselves.