Look, sometimes you find out there's apparently an alternate universe that isn't any sort of doomed timeline struggling to find traction, or dead-end histories that the universe itself did away with... it's just a universe where everything is apparently the same, except you're a guy. And not even a guy who looks that much like you, given how confused Izou had also been at first.

Ritsuka waits until Lobo has finished the first bun before she offers the second, and then to the Hessian, she says, "We can probably find somewhere that'll let us do a take-out kind of thing. I've got a camp set up right now--uh, it's a long story, but--it's not so bad. Unless you guys want to actually do a sit-down in a restaurant..."

All things considered, though, she doubts it. And she doesn't particularly want to risk the chance that a curious onlooker might become a brave one, who thinks the best thing to do is question or worse. Ritsuka might not care that much about her reputation, but nor does she want to put either wolf or rider in the position of being harassed. She can see a couple starting to edge closer--either emboldened by her presence, or possibly hoping to find an opening to pick a fight.

"I can definitely pay, though, so my treat."