Han Sen raised his head and saw a Feather woman standing beside him. She had blue eyes and blonde hair. Her snow-white wings were very attractive, and the gorgeous curves of her body were difficult to look away from.
Han Sen looked around and noticed that all the tables were taken. There weren't many empty seats in the establishment.
Barr was occupying a table all by his lonesome, but no one wished to sit with him.
"As you please," Han Sen said casually. Then he proceeded to ignore the Feather woman's presence as he went back to scoffing down his meal.
Something seemed to be very wrong. The atmosphere of the place held a subtle tension, and he had the sneaking suspicion that something awry was on the verge of happening. He planned to stay there and watch whatever event was about to unfold.