Planar smiled a little, and led her to the diner she had designated, ignoring the shocked stares from the ones who had dared him. “Is this it?” He asked when they arrived.
Yep
Planar nodded, and entered, holding the door open for her.
She walked in sitting at a both
Planar followed her and say across from her in the booth, and picked up his menu, glancing at it briefly before putting it back down.
She already knew what she wanted
Planar smiled at Guardian. “Do you know what you want to eat?”
Yep
"What?" Planar asked, still unsure what he wanted to eat.
Salad
Planar nodded. “Salad, I think I’ll go for that as well.” He said, the signaled a waiter, and gave him his and Guardian’s dinner orders.
So was that your friends back theee
“‘Friends’ is a very generous definition.” Planar said. “I inherited my father’s company, and those ‘friends’ of mine are major stock holders, so I have to endure their young adult stupidity and cockiness.” He sighed, placing the rhombicuboctahedron on the table, glancing at it every few seconds.
Oh lest you have some one I travel no time for friends plus every ones scared to be mine
"Why would they be scared? Your profession may be killing, but that doesn’t inherently make you something to be feared at the personal level." Planar said, lightly placing a hoof on her’s.
She smiled
Planar smiled back. He didn’t notice, but the rhombicuboctahedron suddenly glowed white, then altered its shape into a heptagrammic prism.
She looked at it
Planar noticed her looking, and said, “It’s a Geomorpher. Every minute or so they change into a random uniform geometrical shape. I’ve modified this one to change into additional forms, which I still have yet to see, annoyingly.” Planar picked it up and held it out for her to see better.