The old man stared at you as you handed him the sheet of paper containing your choice.
„Are you really sure?“, he asked.
„Yeah, I am.“
„Would you at least consider waiting for a bit before entering the room?“
„Why should I? She doesn't need to prepare anyhow. C.C. Is pretty no matter what time of day it is.“
„Well, I have warned you. Farewell, impatient one,“ the old geezer replied, and opened the door for you. Upon entering you noticed a familiar, appetizing smell.
„Is that... *sniff* That is pizza!“
„Yeah, so?“, a womanly voice sounded from the far corner. Your eyes stared in some kind of disbelief on the owner of that voice, the beautiful, green-haired distributor of Geass, C.C. http://www.kawapaper.com/d/8889-3/Kawapa...
Dressed like always in her white costume with the long, spacey sleeves and pants, though barefoot, she lay down there behind a small pile of pizza boxes from Pizza Hut, a slice of delicious salami-pizza in her right hand.
„Didn't the old geezer tell you to wait until I'm finished eating?“, she asked.
„Ehm, well, he kinda mentioned that I should rather wait for a couple of minutes, but...“
„But you idiot decided to interrupt my breakfast, thank you very much. So, you might as well tell me your name and sit down, since I would like to finish my meal first before I wipe the mat with you.“
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