It's very odd to come into one of these empty restaurants with somebody, with the intent of having something like a date. No waitstaff to upsell wine or tables filled with other guests, just a building that feels like everyone might have walked out moments before you walked in.

At least there should be some all right options for Steven. Johanna had suggested this place because she remembered it having falafel. Once they've made their decisions, investigating the kitchen reveals exactly what they each wanted.

"Er, in what sense?" She gives Steven a curious look as they claim a table. "Like the shops and restaurants and all that, or the stuff like the fair?"