His golden fringe fell above his eyes as he neared his face to the menu. None of the listed dishes were familiar to him, but he was pretty sure that these were the common food served in this place. The wafting scent of cuisines didn't help him choose as well. Giving up the pretense that he knew what to order, the menu was shut close and put aside. Miku, on the other hand, seemed to be caught in her own world, with brows almost knitted as she stared at the menu. Green eyes raked further down, then back on the top of the second column.

"Beats me," thought Len for he was clueless what was happening. With a sigh, he looked around the restaurant and watched the people instead. They were all quiet, speaking not louder than a murmur. Most tables near them were unoccupied, so all of the customers were scattered like gas molecules. He and Miku were seated beside the window, and the nearest customers to them were like...three tables away.

Why he was in this unfamiliar place, he wasn't sure. Maybe because he wanted to talk to her about things related to his wedding - she was one of his wedding planners. And again, he still had a personal stuff he mean to tell her. Petit Prague was Miku's grandmother's town, and as a child she loved to stay here over the weekends. Today was extra special though, it was her fifth day here. Miku told him that she was celebrating her granny's death anniversary here, via SMS.

'Petit Prague', as the name implied, was a small town designed to look like Prague. Bricked houses and establishments were all around the place, fancy chimneys where Santa's butt couldn't fit in were also notable. The cobblestoned streets were also a replica from the pretty roads and crossroads of Prague. It was a place with few to no skyscrapers, so the serene blue sky during a fine summer's day could be seen perfectly. Lots of wooden benches sat all over the place, thus walking around wasn't bothering.

Len was invited here countless times during their teenage years, however he consistently refused because he was busy courting the girl he used to like back in high school. Hatsune Miku was Len's best friend, anyway. They were like...raised together ever since they were born. Okay, so Len never had seen this place. Other reason why he missed this place was...it was quite far from the city. It just happened that the hotel were he was staying was near this place. It was his bride's idea to marry out of town. The whole setup strangled his savings so much, it was literally screaming 'weddings are ridiculously expensive!'

"Len, what's your order?" he looked back at her, bravely meeting her lively green eyes with feigned innocence. Miku was his best friend who never managed to like him all these years they were enduring each other's faces. He found it amusing.

He raised his hand to the level of his mouth and opened his mouth. "Steak," he whispered loudly, respecting the peaceful ambience in the beanery. "But I didn't see one from the menu."

Miku rolled her eyes - for the third time today, as she tucked a lock of her teal hair behind her ear. "Don't make me laugh. Pretty sure I told you that they do not serve meat on Fridays." She raised a hand and a waiter came running to their way, "I'll order for you." When the waiter took her order, she pointed out names on the menu that he didn't know what on earth were they, and the waiter left as lively as he came.

"Well," she propped her elbows on the table and somewhat leaned down for support. The neckline of her clothes kind of showed her collar bones, and they were sexy. He knew that, of course. Len managed to see them; they were childhood friends, after all. "I need your company later. I'll drop by the dep store before going home and have my beauty rest."

"What about your gift? You told me you'd give it in advance," he plopped his back on his seat and slid down lazily. "It was keeping me excited, you know. Give it already, stupid. Don't make me wait."

Miku shook her head, smiling as she did so. Those pink lips was so genuine without any lip stick on. "You have to wait till later. Let's just spend this day enjoying,"

Len shrugged. He wasn't hanging out with her because he was worried for tomorow, or that he needed his best friend. This meeting was strictly for his business he couldn't clear.