[ And here Neuvillette was under the impression that Zhongli just wanted to make his request and ask a few quick questions to ensure he gets exactly what he wants, but now he just won't stop talking about the composition of a dish and its history; is this what they do in Liyue? Are the waiters there expected to listen to their guests prattle on and on about irrelevant things? Not even Lady Furina would do this—she may have quite a few flaws, but at least she understands the value of a waiter's time and does not needlessly waste it.
He can't remember the last time he experienced a rush of second-hand embarrassment like the one currently rippling through him. Perhaps he shouldn't have agreed to this... but he can't exactly get up and leave; propriety forbids it. ]
Ahem. [ After waiting for an appropriate moment to interject, he clears his throat. ] Very interesting, Monsieur Zhongli, but I'm sure the waiter has other tables to tend to.
[ Though said waiter's perfectly practiced smile remains affixed to their face, a tiny flicker of something like relief crosses their eyes as they turn their attention to the Chief Justice in the hopes that this will be their chance to get away from the foreigner and his incessant talking. ]
I just have one question; where is the water sold at this establishment sourced from?
"Our sparkling water is sourced locally from the mountains north of the city, while the still water comes from Mondstadt's Cider Lake. I believe we also have a few bottles from Liyue's Tianqiu Valley, if you would prefer that, Monsieur Neuvillette."
Thank you. In that case, I would like to order a bottle of Monstadtian water and the Poisson-style octopus and clam soup.
[ He was going to order the consommé, but Zhongli asking how finely they mince their seafood has him wondering. Is it some kind of texture issue, similar to how he tends to prefer liquids to most solid food that isn't meat? Or is it something about how seafood looks that bothers him? It's a little petty of him, but he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't get a little schadenfreude out of making the usurper uncomfortable. ]
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He can't remember the last time he experienced a rush of second-hand embarrassment like the one currently rippling through him. Perhaps he shouldn't have agreed to this... but he can't exactly get up and leave; propriety forbids it. ]
Ahem. [ After waiting for an appropriate moment to interject, he clears his throat. ] Very interesting, Monsieur Zhongli, but I'm sure the waiter has other tables to tend to.
[ Though said waiter's perfectly practiced smile remains affixed to their face, a tiny flicker of something like relief crosses their eyes as they turn their attention to the Chief Justice in the hopes that this will be their chance to get away from the foreigner and his incessant talking. ]
I just have one question; where is the water sold at this establishment sourced from?
"Our sparkling water is sourced locally from the mountains north of the city, while the still water comes from Mondstadt's Cider Lake. I believe we also have a few bottles from Liyue's Tianqiu Valley, if you would prefer that, Monsieur Neuvillette."
Thank you. In that case, I would like to order a bottle of Monstadtian water and the Poisson-style octopus and clam soup.
[ He was going to order the consommé, but Zhongli asking how finely they mince their seafood has him wondering. Is it some kind of texture issue, similar to how he tends to prefer liquids to most solid food that isn't meat? Or is it something about how seafood looks that bothers him? It's a little petty of him, but he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't get a little schadenfreude out of making the usurper uncomfortable. ]