Ramona pulled her hair out of it's crappy hairband so the chocolate waves spreader down her neck and shoulders and walked into the restaurant, breathing a sigh of relief, the tanned woman had just ran from her office and was no doubt getting the sack later on but at that moment she didn't care. Really didnt care. Looking around she scoped out the busy restaurant for any place she could sit. There wasn't, typically. Except there was one spot, next to a rather intimidating looking man who looked somewhat deranged. Still it was a seat, she was hungry and she could always clobber him with her sky scraper Choos if she needed to.

She walked over to the man, excuse me, she said smiling pushing her hair off her neck, is this seat free?