The lettering on the signs and menus is all from Earth and the waiters are human, but Felix has no idea Hungary is a place and so to him the food here smells and sounds more like the Dunmeri-influenced cuisine around Cheydinhal. Maybe some of Ushug's recipes. Which is the problem, really- he doesn't know the right comparisons to be making, given the deception he's perpetrating. Nevertheless, he's on a roll when it comes to showing Norn a good time in the Nexus and that's all that matters.
"I'll have to keep that in mind. I expect you'd need an iron stomach as an explorer, in any case." He flashes Norn a grin. "If only to survive the replicators."
He's sure to ask for a table with room for three - they have a companion arriving later, says he. They're swiftly shown to one of the outdoor tables with a view of the square, the waiter talking them through the day's specials before they're left to contemplate the menu.
"What is Andorian food like, by the by? I've never had the opportunity to try it."
One of the few languages that translates between dimensions: bribing people's stomachs
"I'll have to keep that in mind. I expect you'd need an iron stomach as an explorer, in any case." He flashes Norn a grin. "If only to survive the replicators."
He's sure to ask for a table with room for three - they have a companion arriving later, says he. They're swiftly shown to one of the outdoor tables with a view of the square, the waiter talking them through the day's specials before they're left to contemplate the menu.
"What is Andorian food like, by the by? I've never had the opportunity to try it."