[There's no curtain, unfortunately, but at least their seat was already relatively in the corner. Ish.]
Man, I just want to eat my ice cream and get outta here. [Elbows on the table, he rests his chin in his hands.] I'm worried I'll fall asleep in this booth just 'cause it's cushioned.
[He flicks his wrist, and a green wall ripples in the air next to them, before disappearing. Kyle slides his mask upwards, like sunglasses. Because it's cool.]
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[He waves. A few startled people wave back. Someone whispers is that Green Lantern? Shouldn't he be taller? and Kyle grimaces.]
C'mon, they put strawberry ice cream on these things.
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I always took you for more of a chocolate kind of guy. Maybe neapolitan.
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[He waves over a waitress, one near the counter who's gaping less than the others.]
Can we get a curtain or something? Privacy, you know.
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Man, I just want to eat my ice cream and get outta here. [Elbows on the table, he rests his chin in his hands.] I'm worried I'll fall asleep in this booth just 'cause it's cushioned.
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[He flicks his wrist, and a green wall ripples in the air next to them, before disappearing. Kyle slides his mask upwards, like sunglasses. Because it's cool.]
There. We look like we have our masks on.