Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20150505015906/@comment-26130578-20150509014055

Down the street Penelope eyed a tall man with a tray exit out of a quaint little building into a front patio occupied with tables and umbrellas. Hanging potted flowers and a small awning framed the word "Gardenia" over the front door. Penelope had never heard of that particular restaraunt before, and assumed it was local. "Let's go there," she said, pointing.