Fine Dining

Neo decided that it was more likely for the restaurant to be full of people of Weiss’s hoity-toity lifestyle, and furthermore, that they were much more likely to gossip about it. She smirked as she sauntered up to the fancy restaurant, relishing the thought of the head server turning her away in disgust, whispering to all of the rich and powerful about how that slut Weiss Schnee had tried to eat at his establishment stark naked. The thought enthralled her, and she continued to focus on it even as she walked into the restaurant and stopped in front of the maitre d’ with her hands on her hips.

She was quite surprised then when the maitre d’ asked her, “Would you like to be seated at your preferred table; ma’am?” She overcame her shock to nod her approval, and noticed that despite his calm exterior he was definitely checking out her boobs. “You may follow the host then,” he responded, gesturing to another man in an expensive waiter’s outfit. Neo marveled at the almost comedic wastefulness of the whole business, pleased that her decision to imitate the Schnee heiress was already bearing fruit.

As she followed behind the host, however, she began to feel as if her plan wasn’t panning out. Rather than shocked gasps and clutched pearls, she instead found that people were pointedly ignoring her , suddenly focusing on their menus or conversational partners as she walked past. It almost felt to her as if she wasn’t the first person to dine here naked. She chalked it up to the snobs not being willing to endanger their ties to the SDC by angering Weiss. A few minutes after being seated, she found yet another outrage: not wanting a full meal, Neo ordered a small ice cream dish by pointing at the menu, and found that the waiter turned up his nose at her order. That her taste in sweets elicited more of a reaction than her beautiful naked body really got under her skin. Neo found herself wondering whether her plan was going to work out after all, or if the rich of Vale were just too jaded for it to he a true scandal. When she saw the waiter returning with her ice cream, she even tried masturbating, but he simply delivered the dish with a polite comment to enjoy the meal.

After a few more minutes of disappointment, she finally decided to call it quits and headed for the door. At least the ice cream was good, Neo thought as she finally walked out of the rather ego-piercing event and back onto the street, flustered and unsure of what to do.