[ The silence nor the car ride are familiar, but they're not complete strangers either. He has a lot on his mind even if it's all gathered in a different bundle, and he mostly spent the time picking at it before pushing it all to the side. The absent behavior from the driver is noted despite Hikage's own distractions, because the only thing he has in his pockets now is one folded up note that's worth...well it has no monetary value and that's what important right now.

The scan he does of the streets when they step out is aimed more at the passersby than on any buildings, but their destination does catch his eye in the process (hmm, maybe inside the restaurant he'll find a decent enough catch). Hikage's more sure of himself and his steps as he advances forward, but he's had a lot of practice to the point where it's become autonomous. ]

Maybe, but it probably wasn't really entertaining anyway. And the night is long, hm? So we'll have plenty of time to make our own fun. [ The measure of Foundation entertainment depends on who you ask really, but Hikage has no interest in watching Gil & Solomon do their thing. Actual food and liquor > a lover's spat.

Stepping into the restaurant elicits more of that weird reconnect for Hikage; it's neither familiar nor foreign given the limited time he had to interact with the modern world proper after winding up in this world. But with a waitress leading them over to where they'll be seated, seiza style (woe to his heels that he needs to leave behind), it almost feels decently familiar. Thoughtfully he examines the menu, pausing at the drink section first. ]

I picked last time, so it's your turn if you want it. We're getting a bottle though.