Vianna waved the old woman farewell as they walked out of the restaurant and toward the outskirts of town. "That was weird... though I suppose I should be used to it by now," she muttered absentmindedly; each time they went to that restaurant it was always like something from the Twilight Zone. But Vianna snapped out of thoughts as the green grass came to sight, and she beamed. "Oh, but we don't have something to lay the food on!" she said suddenly, turning to the boy beside her.