Welcome Committee

[sumarusfinest]

There's been so many fresh faces to the Nexus recently, and more than a few of them have been children. Questions about finding a way home, about trying to decide if they want to go home. People wondering what to do now...

There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several caraffes of coffee, breakfast pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.

"Meet and Greet"

Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is.

"Right then, is anyone hungry? Have any questions about the nexus?"


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Comments

[romeoinabox]

As much as Red might like to tease Han, his chances of sitting in the Falcon seem a lot smaller if he did that. So he'll simply bide his time and hide his smirk around a sip of his own mimosa.

"The orange juice is much more acidic," he confirms. "All citrus fruits are quite acidic, especially compared to something like a peach." Peaches can be tart, yes, but that's a much more rare occurrence than with oranges or grapefruit. "If you like that, I have a few other drinks I can suggest that are less inclined toward breakfast than the one you've got now."

If Han likes orange juice, he's going to love screw drivers.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

A person's image is important. Anyone who thinks otherwise is full of crap. Whether it's because Reddington is just that smooth or because Han just isn't all that familiar with Earth, he his this impression of Ray as sophisticated. That he knows so much about the common drinks around him doesn't suggest to him for a moment that the concierge of crime perhaps drinks too much - it's because he's worldly.

Han ... knows that he can't quite pull off that kind of classy impression for long periods. Maybe long enough to get some doofus to think twice, but not much more than that. He's a bit jealous of people who can make people think they're refined. He wishes he could be.

"The little things ..." the cultural things and small details. "It's always good to know what the right drink to have is."