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Dreamer was ignoring the other patrons, sunk deep in his own thoughts as he looked over his map now laid out on the table. He twirled the wine in his glass, and sipped it slowly. Wine was always better to drink slow, unless there was a girl involved. His victory over the desert had left him with little reward and the fight had taken most of everything he had brought along with him. All he had left now was some gil, an empty canteen, and a map that was probably cursed.
"Well," he was muttering. "First thing I need to do is find out where exactly I am." He quickly scanned the interior of the dining hall for his Elezen waitress. Seeing her over by the bar, he picked up his map and he waltzed on over to her, making sure to bring his wine with him. He leaned his back against the counter next to her, giving her his best smile. "I think I would like one of those meals you mentioned earlier. Oh, and don't suppose you could tell me where exactly I am?"
"Well," he was muttering. "First thing I need to do is find out where exactly I am." He quickly scanned the interior of the dining hall for his Elezen waitress. Seeing her over by the bar, he picked up his map and he waltzed on over to her, making sure to bring his wine with him. He leaned his back against the counter next to her, giving her his best smile. "I think I would like one of those meals you mentioned earlier. Oh, and don't suppose you could tell me where exactly I am?"