Earth
Adventurer's Guild HQ, Ottawa
August 16, 2019
18:40 EDT
There were many black SUVs in the parking lot so I was glad the headlights turned on when I hit the unlock button on the key fob. Escorting Tessa over to it, I opened the passenger door for her before walking around to the other side. After starting it up I got my first surprise of the evening; there weren't any gauges above the steering wheel, instead, a holographic display was projected against the windshield. The display didn't obstruct my vision whatsoever, but it did display everything I needed to know.
The next surprise came when I put the SUV in reverse; I was about to turn in my seat to look behind me to see where I was going when I saw the holographic display change out of the corner of my eye. Looking back at the front windshield, I could see what was behind us as if it was in front of us.
"Huh. This is new," I said while backing out of the parking spot.
"What's that?" Tessa asked.
"This vehicle is the first I've seen with this sort of thing," I replied, gesturing to the display as I put it back in drive. As I pulled forward I saw another identical SUV begin to follow us. Tessa saw what I was looking at and she looked back.
"A bit lighter than I'm used to, but that's our security for tonight. Back on Veria we had a lead car and a follow car, though ours actually flew. As for the display, it's standard on all vehicles everywhere I've been. Well, besides here, of course. My dad wasn't satisfied with the transportation we had when we got here, so he had this built, along with a few others."
"It's not that light," I chuckled. "Abi is a couple of kilometers above us right now, so she'll make sure we aren't disturbed."
"Good. So where are we going? You didn't give me any clues, so I had a couple of outfits ready."
"A restaurant called Lone Star. They're a steakhouse well known for their fajitas. We've been eating there somewhat regularly since I was a kid, so I figured you would enjoy it. It may not be what you're used to, but I think you'll like it. Getting all dressed up would be a little out of place, and a dress or skirt isn't conducive to what I have planned afterwards."
"And what might that be?"
"It's a surprise!"
"Alright, keep me in suspense," she laughed. "What are fajitas, anyways? I've heard the term but don't think I've had any. I don't even know what they look like."
"Ah, they're something that originated from Mexico or Texas, I'm not exactly sure which, though. Basically, it's a type of thin flatbread, called a tortilla, which you fill with steak or other types of meat, along with vegetables and a number of other toppings. It's always served on a hot iron skillet."
"I think I had something like that from the cafeteria. It was a thin bread shaped in a U and had beef on the bottom with cheese and vegetables stacked on top."
"A taco," I answered when she described it. "It's something similar that also originates from Mexico, though is a bit different. You'll see what I mean, soon."
We continued chatting for another fifteen minutes or so, when we finally made it to the restaurant. As we pulled into the parking lot, I could see that the place was as busy as ever, people coming from and heading into the restaurant regularly. After parking, we got out and headed inside.
There were a number of parties waiting to be seated, but luckily I had planned ahead.
"Good evening. We have a 19:00 reservation for tonight. You should find it under the name Jonathan Stevens," I told the hostess when she got back to her station.
"Good evening! One moment please," she said typing on her keyboard before looking back up soon after. "There is a reservation for a Jonathan Stevens. Can I see your ID please?"
I nodded, quickly taking my phone out of my inventory and handing it over to her. She plugged it into a socket and then nodded a few seconds later, handing it back.
"Welcome, Jonathan! A party of two, correct?"
"Yes."
"Alright, follow me, please," she said, grabbing a few menus and leading us through the restaurant. She led us all the way to the back wall before gesturing to the booth. "Here you are! Make sure to plug your phone into the socket against the wall, which will alert Elisa. She'll be taking care of the two of you tonight."
"Thank you," Tessa and I said, sliding into the booth opposite of one another.
"You're welcome! Have a wonderful evening!" the hostess said, leaving us alone.
"So this is Lone Star, huh? It definitely smells very good in here."
"Yup. I've always loved this place. Well, except on my birthdays when I was a kid," I chuckled plugging my phone into the socket that was installed at every table or booth. "If your waitress knows its your birthday, she'll go tell all the other waiters or waitresses, and then they'll wheel over this thing that is supposed to look like a bull, along with a cowboy hat. They get you to sit on the makeshift bull with the hat on, and then proceed to sing happy birthday. I thought it was incredibly embarrassing."
"I can imagine," she giggled before her face became serious. "That's not going to happen tonight, is it?"
I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not to us, though it could happen with another group. They got tired of people claiming it was someone's birthday when it actually wasn't, so they require ID to be shown."
"Good-" she began to replied when the waitress, Elisa, arrived.
"Good evening! How are the two of you doing tonight?"
"Very good, thanks for asking," Tessa said. "And you?"
"I'm doing awesome! Now how about we get your drinks sorted, do keep in mind that alcohol is off limits as you are underage," she said after a glance at the tablet she was carrying.
"Pepsi for me, without any ice, please."
"Certainly. And for you, miss?"
"Umm... iced tea, if you have it, I guess?" Tessa replied.
"We do," Elisa nodded, tapping on her tablet. "Alright, I'll be back in a few minutes with your drinks, and then I'll take your order."
"Thank you," I nodded.
After Elisa left, I looked back to Tessa. "Next time she's back, she'll probably ask if we want a starter. Look through the menu and let me know if you want any of the starters. I'll probably order some onion rings, myself."
Nodding she grabbed the menus that we had ignored at this point and began reading all of the starters. After a minute or so, she looked back up shaking her head. "There isn't really anything I would like to try, though I'll probably steal some of your onion rings," she smiled.
"Fine with me, they're meant to be shared, anyways. How about looking at the desserts, see if there is something there you might like."
She flipped over the menu and began looking over the things there, her eyebrow raising when she came across one of them. "Texas-Fried Ice Cream? Is that ice cream that is dropped in oil?"
"Yup, I've had it a few times when I managed to still be a little hungry after dinner. The ice cream is kept very, very cold, so it doesn't melt while the coating of corn flakes hardens."
"Sounds interesting, maybe I'll try it."
As she put the menu back down, Elisa returned with our drinks, and a complimentary dish filled with tortilla chips and salsa.
"Pepsi with no ice for you, and here is your iced tea," she said, placing our drinks in front of us, followed by the dish being placed between us. "Are you ready to order?"
"Yes," I answered. "We'll be going with fajitas, but I'd like to get onion rings as a starter as well."
"Sure," she said tapping on her tablet once more before looking back up. "So what type of meat would you like for your fajitas?"
"I think we'll go with a half-pound of grilled steak and a half-pound of grilled chicken."
"Perfect, and sides to go along with the fajitas? You get two."
I nodded, "Can we get guacamole and then the tomatillo salsa?"
"Certainly. Alright, I'll be back shortly with your starter, and everything else in twenty minutes or so. If you need me for any reason, tap the button on your phone and I'll be here as soon as possible."
"Thank you."
"So what's this?" Tessa asked, pointing at the dish in the middle of the table.
"Ah, salsa and chips. Try it," I said, grabbing one of the tortilla chips and dipping it in the salsa before popping it into my mouth.
Tessa did the same, but smelled the salsa before taking a little bite. After tasting it, she took a bigger bite. We proceeded to demolish the small dish of tortilla chips just before Elisa got back with the onion rings.
"Here you are. Do you need anything else?"