A Wild Chad Approaches

"Good idea, going out to eat." Hizashi leaned back in his chair. 

"Yep." Elly smiled. "Hey, hon, I've got to use the ladies' room first. Be right back." She checked her surroundings and saw the sign for the restrooms. Nodding to herself, she headed there with a purposeful stride. She <i>really</i> had to go.

The man at a table two down huffed and snapped his fingers at Elly impatiently as she passed. "You, there," he called out in an imperial voice. "We need our drinks."

The woman that was with him cringed visibly. "I don't think she's..."

"Nonsense!" He snapped some more.

Hizashi had turned around in his seat to watch his girl walk off in adoration and he saw this happen. His eyes doubled in size and he covered his mouth with one hand. 

<i>This was going to be good.</i>

"I'm sorry," she said without missing a step. "It takes more than two fingers to make me come." She flicked her tail dismissively as she entered the bathroom.

Hizashi burst out laughing. The man glared at him, furious, and shouted, "You think that's funny? A waitress should never say such a disgusting thing to a customer!"

"Oh, it's freaking beautiful," he sniffled, smiling hugely and wiping a tear from his eye with his napkin. "First, 'cause like, I know she said it just to piss you off. I'm her boyfriend and it's not true." He winked. "Oh! And she's not a waitress, you idiot. Not that they deserve to be treated like animals and be snapped at, either. So, you know... be nice to people, okay?"

The man pushed his chair back and hauled himself to his full height, his face growing red with rage. This would have perhaps had more of an impact if Hizashi hadn't been a little over six feet tall. He simply stood and stared the man down. 

"Hey, sweetie." Elly reappeared and hugged him when she saw he was up. He grinned and hugged her back. 

"You want to order something special? I feel like it tonight." His mustache wriggled with mischief. 

"Aww. We can if you'd like! What were you thinking?"

The man at the other table was nearly apoplectic at this point. "He's afraid. Did you hear how soft he spoke to me? Knew I'd punch his lights out." With that, he stormed off to find a manager to complain to. His date rolled her eyes, checked around to see that he really had gone, and slipped out of the restaurant. 

They heard the man coming back long before he arrived.

"You wouldn't see quality people behaving this way and pretending to be customers to get out of working! Pro heroes, for example. They have dignity."

Hizashi bit his lip and Elly gave him a stern look, though she too was smiling. 

The manager arrived at their table looking confused. "Sir, these <i>are</i> customers. Moreover, they are regulars to this establishment." He bowed in apology. "I'm so sorry... is there anything I can do to make it up to you both? Some free dessert? Drinks?"

"Nah. S'okay." 

"Yeah, it's not your fault! I feel really bad for his actual waitress, though." 

"She has to be a waitress! She's wearing a scarf to keep her hair from getting in the food!" The man had doubled down on his insistence instead of giving up. 

Elly had enough. She pulled her bandanna off, as well as her tail sleeve that hid who she was to the public. "I wear this so I can go about unnoticed," she said quietly. 

Several people gasped and a few took out their cameras. The man faltered, taking a step back. He looked first at her striped, double-ended tail, then at her boyfriend. It was well known who she was dating, and he made a terrible face as he realized he had insulted not one, but two Pro Heroes. 

Hizashi sighed and walked over to stand by her side. "You might've wondered why I didn't raise my voice," he said quietly. "I don't think you'd want <i>me</i> to do that, huh?"

He shook his head numbly.

"Oookayy... then why don't you either sit down and eat, or try to find your date. She bailed on you quite awhile ago." He jerked his thumb at the entrance.

He blinked, noticing that for the first time, and scrambled off to quickly pay his bill and leave. The manager rushed off behind him to make sure he left.

"You're so lucky, babe," he grinned. "You get to tell it like it is."

"I am the Insanity Hero, after all." She laughed. "That's one perk to being looked at as crazy, at least."

"Aww. You're not -"

"I know, dear." She laid a hand fondly on his. "I'm just saying."

"Well. I guess we're gonna end up bein' tweeted about a bit." 

"Is there a day when it seems we're not?"

"Good point."