The hole in the wall was essentially that: a small hole in the wall. It was as if an NPC, who had been gamely selling drinks and general supplies had put two and two together and became aware of the fact that they could sell more if they opened up a rudimentary sort of...cafe? Shit, sure, let's be charitable and call it a cafe.
Oh, don't get the wrong impression, it was functional. The drinks were cheap and (more importantly) palatable. The seats were solid and the tables ample. It was hardly a rattrap in which they'd die shortly in. But it was just there. It didn't have excessive charm of any sort, it was merely functional.
There were a few reasons why Dirk had led Rose here. The main one being that it was somewhere they could get away from the main crowds, if but a little. Despite the fact Dirk liked there being people around, liked the fact that he could goddamn talk to someone without using a computer screen or building his own conversational partners, he still liked his space. Also, they'd be less likely to get interrupted here.
"So," Dirk said as they entered, "I'm sure you've got a few questions for me." Shit, might as well get it over with.
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Oh, don't get the wrong impression, it was functional. The drinks were cheap and (more importantly) palatable. The seats were solid and the tables ample. It was hardly a rattrap in which they'd die shortly in. But it was just there. It didn't have excessive charm of any sort, it was merely functional.
There were a few reasons why Dirk had led Rose here. The main one being that it was somewhere they could get away from the main crowds, if but a little. Despite the fact Dirk liked there being people around, liked the fact that he could goddamn talk to someone without using a computer screen or building his own conversational partners, he still liked his space. Also, they'd be less likely to get interrupted here.
"So," Dirk said as they entered, "I'm sure you've got a few questions for me." Shit, might as well get it over with.