"Cheers," she says with a hook-shaped smile on her lips. She let the time roll by in amiable silence, eyes glancing over the menu. When she had a decent idea of what food she was going to order, she lowered her menu and looked over to Pyrrha. "So, cutter, tell me 'bout yourself. Whaddaya like, dislike, whatcha do, that kinda shit," she prodded in a casual voice. "Ya don't have ta say shit if ya don't wanna, yeah?"