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"What can I get you?" she asked with an accent that wasn't like Heather's at all. Maybe that was the translator's fault.
"I'll take a darjeeling tea and a fruit scone with clotted cream and jam," Heather said immediately. "And a piece of that Victoria sponge, it was delicious last time I was here."
The young female looked at me questioningly. Without a menu and not knowing what any of the food was, I went for the simplest option. "I'll have what she's having."
The human smiled and left. Just when I was about to ask Heather about the blue hair, her eyes went wide and she seemed to shrink into her seat.
"That's Jack, my former neighbour!" she whispered. "I don't want him to see me."
I turned around to see a bulky male who'd just entered the cafe. His attention was on the food in the counter, but it wouldn't be long until he turned to check for a free table.
Without thinking, I ripped off my LightScreen ring and handed it to Heather. It would disguise her from the male.
A gasp from behind me made me realise my mistake.
"She's blue!" a female exclaimed.
Someone else shushed her, but the damage was done. Everyone was looking at me. Caca shit. What was I going to do now?
Heather stared at me in shock, her eyes wide. She held the LightScreen ring that I'd thrust at her, but with everyone's eyes on us, neither of us could put it on.
My bowels ached in anticipation of my near-future disembowelment. When Captain Ellabee found out that I'd exposed myself in front of the natives, I'd be lucky to get away without my bowels. She might fire me as well. Rak, rak, rak. This was bad. So bad.
Heather stood up, still staring at me, and began to clap her hands together. When the crowd's attention moved to her, she made a strange whooping sound that the translator didn't interpret for me. A human ritual, maybe?
"Very well done," Heather cheered with fake enthusiasm. "My friend has been practising this trick for months!"
Behind me, someone also started clapping, joined by another person, until everyone patted their hands together. I still had no clue what was going on.
"Bow," Heather hissed beneath her breath.
I bowed my head to her, and when she wiggled her eyebrows, I stood up and bowed even further down until my nose touched the table.
"How did you do that?" a male asked.
"A magician never reveals her tricks," Heather said quickly before I could come up with a response. "Atina, you might want to go to the toilet and take off your costume?"
She took my hand, giving me my LightScreen ring back without anyone seeing it.
"The toilets are just over here. I'll show you."
Still holding my hand, she dragged me to a door I hadn't noticed before. It had two kyvenoid shapes on it, one with legs, one with a triangle on its bottom half that may have represented a tail.
As soon as the door closed behind us, Heather breathed in deeply. "Wow, that was one way of taking the attention off me. What were you thinking?"
"I wasn't," I admitted dumbly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to make sure that neighbour didn't recognise you and..."
"Oh, shut up."
Her lips crushed on mine.
This was a very different mouth kiss from before. She was rushed, demanding, moving against me with a strange urgency that took hold of me as well. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer. Her tongue nudged against my lips until I opened them for her. She moaned against me while I drowned in her taste, in her warmth. I closed my eyes, focusing on the way she felt.
Familiar tingles rushed through me, ones I usually only felt when someone caressed my ears in just the right way. That was a gesture only reserved for mates though, which Heather already said she didn't want to be.
Unsure what to make of it, I pulled back. "We're mouth kissing again."
Heather's cheeks took on a lovely rosy colour. "We are. Sorry, this must be confusing."
