"Whoa…I'm sorry that you have to hear all my messed up…and dirty thoughts."
"Hmm... it's okay my bonded…I am happy that you enjoy me and my company so much and don't worry when…I make enough dust we'll be able to make a fairy tree and then I can use magic to solve our size differences…at least on a temporary basis…and I can decide hear when I listen in and when I don't, I then I really only listen when you're speaking to me directly or when your thoughts and feelings towards me are really strong." Khaleesi explains to me the way her telepathy works sort of and completely waves off my apology for having my mind in the gutter.
"Well as long as you're cool with it then…" I reply back to her in my mind.
"It's not a problem, my bonded."
Whilst Khaleesi and I have been talking I hadn't realized that the line has moved forward a lot, and that it is almost our turn to order.
'Huh…cosplaying a dominatrix and a priestess healer…in New York…that's pretty bold.' I hum in my mind as I overhear the woman at the register talking to the cashier.
"What…twenty two dollars and 74 cents, what is that supposed to mean?"
"Well, uh…your order…uhh…comes to twenty two dollars...and seventy four cents." The kid at the counter could hardly peel his eyes off of the Dominatrix's mostly exposed tits.
'Khaleesi…we need to get you an outfit like that…though I'm fine with you being naked…'
"Oh...you wish for payment, yes I understand now…this currency you speak of Dollars I do not have any but I have this to exchange." The woman says she plunges her hand into a leather pouch on her belt and pulls out a handful of sparkling coins and slaps them down on the counter and spreads them out…
"Here, I'm uncertain how Rias converts to the dollars you speak of, but they're cast from pure gold…so take as much as you like." She says to the kid…and I feel like slapping my own forehead, as the cashier begins to stammer.
"Er... I'm sorry, but..."
"What is it?" The woman snap
"I can't do anything with this, let me get my manager...?" The kid replies almost fearfully.
"No, this here is…good coin…it should suffice for payment."
The cashier stands there stumped. "Well... Th-the thing is..."
'I have a feeling that the black clad woman that made Goldie run to the top of the dungeon is in front of us right now.' I say in my head and feel that Khaleesi agrees with my thoughts as she leaks out of the buttonhole in my shirt pocket.
The Dominatrix dressed woman is a tall white woman…with broad shoulders who is very tall, her jet black hair is long and silky.
The girl standing next to her is small in comparison and has hair a soft lilac color and she keeps looking around in concern... there's something ethereal about her…though.
"H-Heather!" The shorter girl calls out to the Dominatrix. "W-we should go, people are watching…I'm not really that hungry after all."
"No, Melania…unless gold has no value here there is no reason for this child not to accept it as payment!" The woman growls and brings her fist down on the counter which sounds like a sledgehammer hitting concrete.
"I, well... I'm not quite sure what to say..." the flustered cashier says.
"We've been wandering for some time now, we're hungry and this is a place where meals are sold and served, I do not know these dollars but I am certain that if you take all of these gold coins you will be compensated." The Dommy Mommy says angrily and I just couldn't watch anymore as I move forward to butt in.
"Hey kid, just put their order through I'll pay for it… and start an order for a double cheeseburger meal large and 2 kids meals one cheeseburger the other nuggets…and both with cookies." The foreign woman's tall frame turns towards me, and she looks me over…and I find that she is gorgeous like a certain emerald giantess but more reasonably sized.
"Thank you for your assistance," the woman thanks me, before requesting to know my name. "What is your name?"
"It's Shane."
"It is nice to make your acquaintance Shane, would you join us at a table for our meal?" Heather asks me and just as I'm about to turn her down Khaleesi speaks up.
'Dine with them…something about this woman…feels familiar…I have a good feeling about this encounter.'
"Th-thank you for your aid Sir Shane." The one named Melina thanks me while blushing shyly, as Heather eats her hamburger. He actually ordered a few different ones, as well as a large order of fries, juice, nuggets, a milkshake, and some ice cream.
"This is rather delicious…the appearance of it is rather crude, but the flavor is strong and pleasant." Heather says, sounding like a foodie.
"I agree lady Heather this food is so tasty!" Melina agrees in a happy chirp.
The two foreign girls share a conversation about the food while stuffing their faces with said food.
"Sir Shane why aren't you eating…what was it called…umm, Happy Meals yes why aren't you eating your happy meals?" Melanie asks me curiously.
"Oh, those aren't for me, they're for someone else." I reply to her.
"Happy meals…yes this meal has made me happy, I approve of this name for them." Heather says happily.
"So…you two have been traveling for a long while?" I ask and Heather brushes back her hair and picks up another burger to continue eating, while nodding in affirmation, "Mm, that is correct." Heather closes her eyes and moans lightly.
"Why come to such a remote place? Upstate New York isn't really a tourist attraction."
"Remote…? There are many cities here and fine craftsmanship." Melanie whispers in shock.
"Yeah, this area…Clinton, is a remote place compared to a place like New York City, Albany, Syracuse and various other large places in the state of New York." I reply to her and wonder if maybe I shouldn't be saying these things if these women are hostile, collecting information for an attack…I could be accused of treason and terrorism.
"So this place is called Cli-T-un..." Heather says as she swallows a bit of her hamburger and sucks down some coke through a straw.
"Yeah, this is Clinton…a small village in a large state in a large country I guess…" I reply to her
"I see, I like this place called Clinton, though the systems your technology uses are completely alien to me and frankly…overly complicated…I can see that you have a highly developed and reasonably advanced culture here…the population seems to be a bit lacking, but this village Clinton does appear quite small to an extensive city."
"Previously you said that…this New York is a large state in an even larger country..is this New York a kingdom…an empire?" She asks me.