[Sadrain]

December 1st, Chicago; "Polar Bear Cafe".

Leila stiffened inwardly the moment she realized who had entered the cafe. So, he had indeed followed her. Well, the girl was hardly surprised about that, but it still stung. This cafe was her private, secret place, comfortably kept in corner of her heart. She would endure seeing her apartment destroyed much better than seeing a single window here smashed. Such attachment was wrong, certainly, but as long as no one knew about it, it was fine... However, she couldn't kill Amante just because he had found 'her cafe'... Right?

Leila avoided eye contact with him, until he came to her table. There was silence for a moment, except for the Christmas songs playing from radio. And then she nodded. "Yeah." The girl then eyed his ice cream and corners of her mouth turned upwards. "No chocolate? That's... blasphemy."