She entered the building, cool air soon greeting her; it seems they had a good air-conditioning system. Reina glanced around the area, smiling at how there were so many open tables. Quickly she makes her way over to one, taking a seat and plucking the menu up from the surface of the table. Come to think of it, she hadn't eaten since she'd woken up from her job as Guardian to the Door.. her stomach was completly empty though the strange part was, she wasn't hungry. The winged girl shrugged it off and scanned through the lists of foods, unknowingly to her that the feathers on her back were almost black; a few shades of gray and white were left over.