[Well, Sheena might as well have set up a neon sign announcing the menu. Asbel manages to catch a whiff as he passes by the cafeteria and comes to a dead halt where he stands. It's that longed-for aroma of meat and vegetables served over rice. He's gone weeks without it, there's no way he'll be able to resist. Even if it's too spicy, even if it's been defaced and defiled with the addition of ingredients that have absolutely no place in his favorite dish, he's almost willing to let such a slight against the curry gods slide!]
[Because it's undoubtedly, most definitely curry! And, as it happens, it smells absolutely delicious.]
[With that thought in mind, Asbel makes a beeline for the door, peering around curiously for the source. And there it is! Practically beckoning from the countertop! It really does smell fantastically good.]
[And then he notices a familiar face, too. He smiles cheerfully in her direction.] Oh, hey Sheena!
/WHY YOU DO THIS. 2nd I guess.
[Because it's undoubtedly, most definitely curry! And, as it happens, it smells absolutely delicious.]
[With that thought in mind, Asbel makes a beeline for the door, peering around curiously for the source. And there it is! Practically beckoning from the countertop! It really does smell fantastically good.]
[And then he notices a familiar face, too. He smiles cheerfully in her direction.] Oh, hey Sheena!