[It's strangely suffocating in this place, is the first thing Sonic notices. This isn't like the places on the street that pop up at night around a couple of the districts; loud and bright places where the food is freshly made in front of you, there's scents everywhere you go, and people all around. No, this is...

There's gentle piano music playing in this place and everyone seems to be talking at a level that's...well, probably normal, but it still feels strange to be here, because he can feel everyone's stares on them both. Is he really as out of place as he feels? Patrons and some of the wait staff are definitely giving them looks and talking to each other, and Sonic can feel his ears starting to droop in earnest.

He'll force himself to look through the menu and...oh dear Chaos sealed away, what is all of this. There's so many pages for drinks he definitely can't have, but even the food is...]

What on earth is a ceviche...? Risotto? What on earth...

[He hears someone shh from a little ways away--maybe not even really at him, but wow. Wow, this is kind of--okay, he needs to distract himself. He looks at Neo a bit quizzically, kind of just wanting a distraction from the suffocation.]

Where'd you get the idea to come here, anyway? This place is pretty fancy, I gotta say. It's...nice!

[...He is trying so hard.]